The girls slept really good last night. Emma woke up at 6 AM but she probably would of slept longer if her diaper would not of fallen off and she wet in the bed. She woke up screaming "wet, wet". She laid back down on the couch and watched Dora. Sam, Chloe and I got up about 7:30. Today I am trying to get the laundry done and start packing for the weekend. I got the sheets on the girls bed changed and the girls are now taking their morning nap. I really like nap time:) Sam just finished eating a piece of my birthday cake and is now playing with his trains. Well there is not much going on today. It is so cold outside that I am not going anywhere with the kids today. When Jeremy gets home I am going to Curves but that is about it for today. Chloe said the word "hot" yesterday and she has started blowing on her food before she puts it into her mouth (even if it is not hot), it is really cute. She still just kinda grunts at us when she is trying to tell us something but she knows what we are saying to her. She is also doing good about staying in the kitchen with her snack and drink. She is so funny when we tell her to say "cheese". She curls her little nose up and tries to smile. Emma is just talking up a storm these days. She is starting to put words together and I can almost carry on a conversation with her. Samuel is doing something so grown up every day and he keeps us laughing. They are just so sweet!
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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