I had talked with Emma on Friday about moving Edson up to Sala 2 and about bringing some kids to the Monetssori. She had said Edson could move up to Sala 2 over the weekend and that the pedagoga would work on a schedule for me to work one-on-one with some of the handicapped kids. I was thrilled. However, I arrived on Wednesday to absolutely zero change. Edson was still in my sala and there were no signs of any special schedule for me. However, I did get to take Edson on a bit of a fieldtrip to go horseback riding with some of the kids from Sala 4/5 - although unfortunately there were no horses by the time we arrived. They had forgotten we were coming and had send the horses on a walk with their trainer - so instead it was an hour playing in the park. But either way it was a great experience for Edson to get to leave the house and experience some of the outside world. I mentioned something to the nurse about Edson moving up and she said Emma hadn't said anything to her about it. So I left a bit disappointed on Wednesday.
Thursday was hell with Edson. I arrived to him crying and throwing a fit because had wanted to be pulled in the little car that they use for one of the other kids who can't walk instead of using his walker. He continued to cry for 30 minutes non-stop and then started banging himself against the door to the bathroom while we were inside trying to finishing bathing some of the other kids. At lunch he refused to eat. And at naptime he refused to sleep. I was getting fed up because I KNEW if he was with older kids he wouldn't be having these fits and it could totally be avoided. But when I mentioned something to the nurse for the day (different from the nurse from Wednesday) her response was to tell me to be patient and they would get around to it maybe by Monday. I was fuming all day after that because I knew they could move him up, there was just a lack of communication between the nurses and Emma. I hated feeling like I was being annoying, but when the solution to the problem was so easy for me to see, I could feel myself starting to lose patience.
Today, Emma walked up to Sabina (the Mama in my sala) and asked why Edson hadn't moved up to Sala 2 yet. Highly entertaining because the Mamas have NO say in when the kids move from sala to sala or even which kids get to move. But the good news is Edson is now in Sala 2 and even from just one day with older kids I can see he is calmer, happier, and just thoroughly enjoying being around kids a bit closer to his own age. And that was all I needed to see to make the past few days, weeks, of frustration worth it. Even if I might have stepped on a few toes along the way.
You've really made a difference in this little boy's life by making his needs known. Props to you!
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