When we were fostering we tried to be the voice of our children. We went to court, we made sure to document *everything*, we tried to fight for what they needed. And, in a way, it was easy… There were caseworkers & therapists who helped us navigate. And it seemed so clear at times what needed to be done. When we found out that there was a biological brother out there, it was a no-brainier to start working towards getting him in our home with his siblings.
We knew where to look for services and how to get the things that our kids needed.
It’s not as easy now…
My kids still need my help and guidance as they go through the school system.
But, I am alone. There’s nobody sitting on my side of the table for IEP meetings. I don’t have any training on getting services though the public schools.
I often feel a little lost.
I hope we’re asking for and getting the right help.
And I really hope that the next generations of moms will have it easier.
Did I mention that I hope I am doing the right things?
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