Guest guest Posted April 19, 2000 Report Share Posted April 19, 2000 In a message dated 4/19/00 10:51:48 AM Central Daylight Time, Mom2tazbug@... writes: << This poem was written by me in January about my son . I took him to a cognitive eval and for the first time was invited to watch. We have been fighting our school district for 5 years for special education and he still has no IEP ... long story I will tell sometime. The director of special ed is convinced the Doctor's (8 of them in all plus the psychologists, speech and occupational and physical therapists) are all wrong and is just a little slow. Not sure what she thinks the MRI showing bifrontal lobe atrophy means, a child is missing an inch and a half of his frontal lobes of his brain and he is just fine right? Anyway, I had worked my way up to believe that when I took him to this new psychologist for this evaluation that she would agree with the school and tell me he is fine, not delayed, not autistic (PDD-NOS), not OCD, not TS none of that. But as I watched him not able to do things kids 2 and 3 sometimes even 4 years younger than him can do with ease, my heart broke. I was devastated. She was confirming the ones who had been telling me all along he has problems. The next Sunday I was walking between the gym of our church where they have the children's church and our sanctuary and I heard him laugh. It was a laughter that started from the toes and went all the way to heaven. You know the kind? Well, I went and sat in church and I realized " That is my son, that is who is. TS, autism, OCD have happened to him. That laughter is who he is. " I wanted to fall apart. I had to either write something or loose it. I chose to write and this is what I wrote. I hope it blesses you. A MOTHER'S HEART Every mother has Dreams, Of a child perfect and whole, Every mother has Hopes, For perfection, body and soul. They told me you're not perfect, Sweet loving child of mine, They told me that your learning Is taking too much time. They tell me that your tests came back, Showing problems and low scores, They tell me that you have to struggle, This hurts me to the core. Every mother has dreams, They tell me you don't fit. Every mother has hopes, They say perfection you won't hit. But they don't see what I see, The smile that lights your face. But they don't hear what I hear, Your laughter reveals God's grace. They don't see what I see, My child loving and whole. I have Hopes and Dreams, Because my child you are a gift from God And you have a PERFECT SOUL. Written by Peggikaye Eagler January 30, 2000 Peggikaye ... Oklahoma... mom2tazbug@... >> This poem was written by me in January about my son . I took him to a cognitive eval and for the first time was invited to watch. We have been fighting our school district for 5 years for special education and he still has no IEP ... long story I will tell sometime. The director of special ed is convinced the Doctor's (8 of them in all plus the psychologists, speech and occupational and physical therapists) are all wrong and is just a little slow. Not sure what she thinks the MRI showing bifrontal lobe atrophy means, a child is missing an inch and a half of his frontal lobes of his brain and he is just fine right? Anyway, I had worked my way up to believe that when I took him to this new psychologist for this evaluation that she would agree with the school and tell me he is fine, not delayed, not autistic (PDD-NOS), not OCD, not TS none of that. But as I watched him not able to do things kids 2 and 3 sometimes even 4 years younger than him can do with ease, my heart broke. I was devastated. She was confirming the ones who had been telling me all along he has problems. The next Sunday I was walking between the gym of our church where they have the children's church and our sanctuary and I heard him laugh. It was a laughter that started from the toes and went all the way to heaven. You know the kind? Well, I went and sat in church and I realized " That is my son, that is who is. TS, autism, OCD have happened to him. That laughter is who he is. " I wanted to fall apart. I had to either write something or loose it. I chose to write and this is what I wrote. I hope it blesses you. A MOTHER'S HEART Every mother has Dreams, Of a child perfect and whole, Every mother has Hopes, For perfection, body and soul. They told me you're not perfect, Sweet loving child of mine, They told me that your learning Is taking too much time. They tell me that your tests came back, Showing problems and low scores, They tell me that you have to struggle, This hurts me to the core. Every mother has dreams, They tell me you don't fit. Every mother has hopes, They say perfection you won't hit. But they don't see what I see, The smile that lights your face. But they don't hear what I hear, Your laughter reveals God's grace. They don't see what I see, My child loving and whole. I have Hopes and Dreams, Because my child you are a gift from God And you have a PERFECT SOUL. Written by Peggikaye Eagler January 30, 2000 Peggikaye ... Oklahoma... mom2tazbug@... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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