Uphill, in the snow, and with paper bags on my feet...

Well, it's been an interesting few days to say the least!

Let's start with Monday. I had a great day shopping with my friend. On Sunday, I got a really nice bookcase and twin matresses set from my son's teacher. So, I went to the Salvation Army to get a headboard and frame. This was smack dab in the middle of the shopping excursion. We did the whole gamitt... shoes, mall, lunch... you know that whole girly shopping thing, which I don't get to do that often.

So, when I get home in the evening after getting my son from school, I attempt to put together the frame. It was not working. There was no way that it was right! (Now, granted, I can put just about anything together, I just don't have much patience. I often have the sailor come out in me when it comes to following directions.) So, I called up to the Salvation Army to talk to a manager and explain that I think I got the wrong frame. She explained to me that it was adjustable. I said okay, I'll try it again. When I went back into the bedroom, there was nothing on it to adjust. I compared the metal bars to the matresses and the headboard. There was absolutely NO way that this was right. I called back again and asked the manager to compare the numbers/letters that were stamped on the box. She complied and went in the back. She concluded with me that I was given the wrong one. So, at like 8 pm at night with no dinner, I am running up there to take what I have back and get the right one... all with a kido in tow! A whining crying kid who totally needed to be getting ready for bed, not running with me.

Okay... bed put together and love it!

Now on to Tuesday! I got kido off to school and I then drove to the University for classes. I got to the classroom. I sat down. I looked around. I realized that something wasn't right.... there was no one there. So, I go down to the computer lab, with weird looks from administration staff. I look at my schedule and classes don't start until WEDNESDAY!!!! Ugh! I just paid 90 cents to park for just over a 1/2 hour! OH well!
I did get to flirt with my favorite gas station attendant, who I tried to convince to see a movie with me this weekend. We'll set if it actually pans out.

Now Wednesday, it went well. I had a faculty candidate lunch that I attended and a class which I think I am going to really enjoy.

Now on to today! Went fairly well... I had a morning class, which I think I will enjoy also. But this is the kicker. The teacher sent my son to afterschool care and not to the bus. Which in her defense, his schedule changed because my schedule changed. So, I had to drive up to get him. Which at this time, the teacher explains to me that the school social work sent an assessment that I need to fill out.

Let me jump back for a moment to fill in the details. My son has had some trouble learning and making learning gains at school. We are now in a good school district where this would be noticed. So, now in first grade, he is behind the other students and struggling.

I have been pushing a little for this to be figured out and the teacher agrees that something must be done.

I checked my email for the assessement... the reason that I missed it is because it came under his name only, not the school email address. And he listed it as the tests name, when I was not expecting an email. As a graduate student, I receive tons of emails. I am suprised that I just didn't delete it, instead of just skipping over it.

So, as I am completely the assessment that he deemed for 'attentional' issues, *rolls eyes* it hits me, yes there is a really good chance that he has ADHD. I figured that is what the assessment was for (Conner's). So of course I google it just to make sure because they ask from pretty scary questions on it about extereme aggressive behavior.

As a parent, I am completely derailed! I have a bachelor's degree in social work and a minor in psychology with a focus on children and women. So, I am not ignorant about the disorder. As, parents, we tend to put so much blame on ourselves for our children's behavior and learning. On one hand, I wish that it was someting I was doing as a parent, so I can fix it. But absolutely nothing has worked! On the other hand, it's kinda good to have it 'labeled' eventhough as a parent we never want our children labeled. And there is the confusion of wanting our children to have an easy life without difficulties. However, a friend of mine (my shopping buddy from earlier in the week) reminded me that the difficulties in life is what builds character and makes your stronger.

All I can say is... what a week!