The IEP Meeting that Broke Me

Special Education is a Game of Hearts

Hi all,

It is Friday afternoon on an absolutely frigid day in Minnesota. 14 degrees doesn’t do much for the soul I’ll tell ya.

I’m sitting here at my kitchen table scrambling to work, mother, clean, run errands, and plan for dinner. Being stretched thin is not a rarity to me. In fact, I think I am almost learning to embrace it. Because when I don’t have…