My inner Momma Bear needs some taming quite often, and usually it doesn’t go beyond my husband’s ears, but there have been times when I feel like coming to bat for my kid is the only way. As a past teacher, prior to having kids, it was easy to categorize “those parents” as the looney ones. Don’t they trust that I know what is best for their child educationally? Come on people, I have a masters degree! I know what I am talking about. In retrospect, I wasn’t able to put myself in their parenting shoes. I wasn’t able to understand their perspective. Try as I might, it was easier to rely on my knowledge than to understand the emotional pleas of a well- meaning parent. I failed my hero, Atticus Finch, who told me at a young age: “You never really understand a person until you consider things from his point of view … until you climb into his skin and walk around in it” (To Kill A Mockingbird). And now I find myself on the other side of the desk– I am the mother, I know what is better for my child than any teacher or administrator out there… Or so my pride says…the truth is, God is behind the scenes doing what is best for my family, making things happen that are supposed to happen. He nudges us along, giving us perspective through the Holy Spirit. I know that the current situation with my child will work out whichever way the dice roll. I have given my input, been honest and vulnerable, and now need to trust God in how it turns out. All will be fine.