Moe has this way of making me so tired that it is almost impossible not to go away. The only thing I have found that works is pain; biting my lip, pressing on my sore finger, whatever. And I do whatever it takes to stay present in those moments because she only does it when the girls are acting out.
A is upset because... well to be honest I am still not sure. She was throwing a fit about having to redo her vocab words again. But she was also upset because I didn't offer to help/hear her ask for help. And something about using her words. That it is overwhelming and huge how this one little request covers so much of her life/so many of her struggles. Or something. She wasn't making sense and I was trying too hard to stay present to make much sense of it, but I think she feels listened to and I think she thinks whatever it is is solved. That's going to have to be good enough, I guess.
M is in her room journaling because she started throwing a fit when A was so upset. She has been in there over an hour. She is hiding her journal. I know sort of where it is and can find it if I am alone in the house I am sure. I will look on Friday while they are at co-op. This morning when I scanned the dates, I saw some things that were concerning.
I am so very tired. I must stay present. I must.
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