We found an apartment and are moving in on Saturday. There is so much to do that I don't even know where to start. I'm too overwhelmed right now to process the emotions that go with leaving my home of 17 years, which isn't entirely a bad thing at all. We've got incredible friends on both ends of this move to help ease the transition, something I'm not taking for granted for a moment. Ethan is already scheduled with his new speech therapist and a new pediatrician and I'm scheduled to meet with the new school district early next week.
We said goodbye today to Ethan's PT and OT, which was harder than I had imagined. They have been a dream team for Ethan and have seen him through so much growth and progress. Today they had a "mommy party" for me and we ate a delicious cheesecake while I opened my present (an IEP emergency kit), which was just the humor I've been in need of lately. I drove home belly laughing through tears.
What a journey it has been, and continues to be....