08/27/2026
I haven’t shared much of what’s going on in our world personally, but creating images often helps me process the hard stuff. Talking about it usually comes more easily after.
I haven’t wanted to revisit this photo in particular for a little while. Thinking of his old classroom, the one he spent 5 years in, makes my heart ache. I took this photo when we went to pick him up on his last day there - waiting in his cubby. He barely fit in it.
I think of where he started at 4 years old and how much he grew there. The feeling is so bittersweet. I’m incredibly grateful for all of his teachers and the level of care they provided Sully over the years, but I’m also so deeply sad he couldn’t stay there forever.
He started in the public school system with his IEP last week and it’s been a pretty gut wrenching experience - simply because he misses his old school so much. I can tell how much pain he’s in every time he begs repeatedly to just go back to Little Steps. He lists his favorite teachers off by name. Pleading for them and, as his mom, it’s absolute torture.
We knew it would be a tough transition and honestly not every day has felt heavy. Some days he doesn’t say a word about his old school, gets on the bus happily, and arrives back in generally good spirits. Those days give me some hope, but I know it’s going to take a lot more time for him than other kids because of his autism.
I just wanted to pull back the curtain a bit and share. I used to share more, but I get anxious about popping in here just to be a downer. I’m trying to reframe it and also not just share the good stuff always through a business lens. That’s not how this account started - it started during the pandemic as a way to connect with other parents and share what I was going through as a mom to two young children at home.
The kids are older now, but what we experience with them (the good and the bad) is still worth talking about. So here you go ❤️