We all slept pretty good last night. Chloe and I went to bed at 9:00 last night and she slept until 7:00 this morning. She woke up a few times in the night. She would cry out and then go right back to sleep. Emma woke up this morning in a foul mood. I think she is annoyed that Chloe is still here. She has been throwing fits all morning. Emma and Chloe went down for a nap at about 9:30. I then went to run a few errands while they were asleep. I got back a little while ago and Chloe is still sleeping. Chloe has been doing so good but I am a little worried that she is doing too well. I know that may sound weird, but for adoptive parents it may lead to attachment issues. I am not freaking out about it right now because she has only been home a few days but I am going to watch it. She had some paperwork in her bag that gave us some recent information about what she was eating and how she was sleeping and things like that. Well in the paper it said something about her being drawn to strangers who showed her attention. It was just a strange thing to say. Anyway, she is just so sweet. We weighed her last night and she weighs 20 pounds. Well Chloe just woke up so I better go.
Saturday, September 2, 2023
"I live with a difficult child. That is really hard to write, but the truth is that I have lived with a difficult child for about 14 years. The last few years have been unbearable at times." I haven't written a post in a long time. The main reason is that I don't have a personal computer (my work computer will not let me log in with my personal email) and I absolutely hate writing from my phone, but here I am needing to write,so I write. When I logged on this evening I found that I had started to write a post on May 23, 2022, but never finished it. We had just come off one of the most difficult years with Chloe. I could be found most nights just crying in my bathroom or screaming, "I can't live in this house with her anymore!" Her treatment towards me had escalated so intensely that I didn't even speak to her for several days and I was a little afraid of her. She had been making so many poor choices at home and we just tried to keep them hidden. I...
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