to the person who thought it would be ok to report me to the school saying there worried i don’t take liam to school….IM A LONE PARENT WHO WORKS and it’s not like he’s walking to school on his own or he’s home alone…he stays at my mothers at night and my mother takes him up. school is not gonna report it because they know….
I was having a good day before being told this…
hello my sexy friends do you remember me lol. sorry for not blogging for some time. alot has been going down and it’s been a right mess. only good thing what ha happened is liam is doing ok in school and we might be going to have a look at a special needs school.
family fall outs but been sorted.
bad news when i got told i was working for a new company by my old job they said that my contract was safe and not to worry…this week i got a phone call to be told i might be kicked down to 14hours. i went nuts because i have to do 16 and i was told everything was safe. i ended up on the phone to people because of the contract but now there saying hey don’t worry we put the two hours somewhere else 0.0.
i went to pick liam up from school yesterday. soon as i went to the classroom i could see liam messing about. i just knew then that its gonna be bad news. soon as the doors open i got called into the classroom. liam was just laying on the floor but soon as he saw me he sat down. i had children coming up to me and telling me he had been hitting children. even a mother was having ago at the teacher because her child had been hit but there was no mark on the child. i sat down and had a chat with the teacher to find out liam had NO one to one and he would not listen to her. i was not happy with liam but i’m not also happy with the school because he should’ve had one to one.
what do they want me to do? i can see it ending up with me going to school and watching him.
its funny how i used to write on here alot and now its like when i have time to write on here lol. also it’s been the school week off so i have been trying to keep liam busy.
i do not know if i put anything about this on the blog but on thursday i finally reported the neighbors downstairs. the old lady has not been there since the middle of august 2017. she came up to me with her son to tell me she can hear my kitten running about and i said no way you can hear my cat because i just had to get her a bell because i can’t bloody hear her. starting at the end of august her son’s started to stay there and thats when the fun started. everytime my son walks about they start to bang on my roof and its always between 3:30pm to 6pm. they also started to move stuff about at 11pm when i was in bed. this went on for 2weeks until one day i had 4hours of sleep and liam had been home for 2hours and they where banging so I shouted STOP BANGING ON MY BLOODY WALL. HE IS 6 YEARS OLD AND I CAN’T F**KING TAPE HIM TO THE CHAIR BECAUSE YOU DON’T LIKE HIM MOVING. IF YOU HAVE A PROB COME TO MY DOOR AND STOP BANGING ON MY F**KING ROOF. after i said that the banging stopped for 2weeks until the beginning of this month when it started again but i just blanked them out and thought go report me because im moving about between 3pm and 6pm.
but one day i was sat at home around 10am when i started to hear a tapping sound. i didn’t think much of it until i started to watch the cat. they was tapping my roof but not on one spot but i just turned the tv up and they stopped and that went on for 2 weeks tap tap tap and yelling ARRRR . one saturday i was just chilling with liam and at 11am i started to hear music and no joke they must of had there speakers on my staircase and i thought ok i’m going to see them because i’m sick of this crap but before i was about to leave the flat the music stopped and looked like someone beat me to it. it even happened last thursday when i came home from working morning so i went and put on mtv bass and they soon turned their crap down and i went to bed.
this week has been the school holidays so i have moved the games into my bedroom so i can have the tv. on tuesday morning at 7am i was woken up to a big bang sound. this sound happened 3 more times and it was downstairs banging on my bedroom roof. i made up my mind that i was gonna report them but i needed to see someone face to face but on wednesday that’s when i had it. i came home from work at 10pm and went to bed and the only thing i could hear on full was bbc news under my bedroom and this went onto 4am.
i went to see housing and reported it and found out that no one has reported me for anything and that the guys downstairs are post to not be there because the flat is under the mother’s name not theirs. a letter will be sent out to them and let’s see if they stop. but sadly the letter won’t be going to the guys because it be going to the mother.
- first meeting was with the school nurse and headmaster. to me the meeting was more about them talking to each other and me being added into when needed. i had some good news there gonna be trying to sign liam backup to speech. but i did have very odd chat. the headteacher asked me if liam watches horror stuff. i said no he plays a game called roblox and there games on it but nothing bad (i would not let him play if they was bad)…well after a long chat i found out liam had been talking about the game but the thought i was letting liam watch horror :O ( told liam now he is NOT ALLOWED to play scary games on roblox). after this i asked stuff but i felt like i was being judged and odd.
2. 2nd meeting was alot better and i felt alot more had been said and done. it was with the school psychologist. looks like liam could be getting more help and maybe his assessment pushed. he gave me better advice about liam poop probs and bedtime probs at home. oh and there gonna be a assessment on safety at school because liam has been coming home hurt (bumps and cuts).
its now sunday and i’m home just chilling about to make a nice hot drink before i go to bed.
but i did want to write about how i have been feeling abit low. don’t get me wrong i’m not having probs with liam and home stuff…but work has been the hard one. i try so hard to keep people happy but i just feel like my best is just not good for some people. on top of that people what where very near to me have now stopped talking to me and it’s because i work for new people now and that makes me feel like poop and makes my job feel odd when i see them and when i say hello and i get nothing (not even a smile).
maybe next week will be better.