tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5637825423345320835.post7408584935389022037..comments2022-12-08T13:51:51.899+01:00Comments on Danale's Ramblings: Reality BitesAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13923923651866941447noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5637825423345320835.post-46896801862811210922012-11-26T01:22:41.643+01:002012-11-26T01:22:41.643+01:00Hard to read, but I know how you're feeling. W...Hard to read, but I know how you're feeling. With Matan in special education, I always feel like I have to explain it to people. Other moms tell me how brave I am to speak openly about it. I had never thought of it in terms of being ashamed, but when so many people laud me for even talking about it, I realize how many people must hide these kind of things, and part of me feels like I should too. But the reality is that our children ARE younger than other children their age. It's hard to find appropriate playmates and I'm afraid it will get harder with time. Matan doesn't understand yet, but I know that if he wasn't in special ed this year, he would be bullied for his inability to understand what other kids are doing. Strange to me since my daughter is a bully, and I see how it comes from a place of insecurity and not feeling a part of the group. Not sure what this means in terms of Maya, but I do know that part of me is very worried about trying to reintegrating back into a "regular" class and seeing his hurt when other kids treat him inferiorly. I had a small taste of it last year, and imagine it only get worse as they get older, and differences become more apparent.Zendettehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00194645014556311955noreply@blogger.com