This Is NOT Acceptable. But I'm not sure how to complain.
There are few things that will make a motherâ��s heart start pounding as quickly as the realization that her child is not where she is supposed to be. Especially when where that child is supposed to be is in an environment where there should be no room for doubt, like oh, say, a school bus. Add to that scenario the fact that said child is currently the centre of some rather delicate court proceedings, and her mother only has de facto custody, and youâ��re taking the terror alert level up to puce.
My desire to advocate for my daughter at odds with my need to pay the rent and I have to weigh the possible ramifications to my job prospects if I choose to make waves over this. This is why she was in the other school board to begin with, and while I donâ��t miss the Heathers or the crazy babysitters chasing me through the playground or any number of other things, I do miss feeling that I have the freedom to be Sabrinaâ��s mother in every situation.
(for the whole story, go to parentingwithoutalicense.com It's a long one, though. Fair warning)