I'm feeling discouraged today. Parks and rec called today and informed me that the art class I wanted was full but that there was one available at the same time as Erik's vacation Bible school. I am on a waiting list for another class but do not expect to get in. If I do, I won't have the support of my fellow special needs mother, which scares me more than a little bit. I don't think I'm ready for braving our first tiny attempt at mainstreaming on my own. Yeah, it's just a stupid art class. But it's our first stupid art class with typical children outside the comfort of our special education bubble, and I know myself well enough to know how I will feel afterwards. It's a really big deal.
I should be thankful I had the guts to do something new and leave it at that. Tomorrow I plan on being thankful. Today I just feel discouraged.
Labels: coping, parks and recreation, progress, public outings