We are having a pretty good day so far. We got back a few minutes ago from a Wal-Mart run. I really did not want to get out in the cold with the kids but we needed some groceries. We were out of the staple items around here, milk, juice, cereal, and probably the most important toilet paper. The kids did pretty good at the store. I had to convince Sam that I needed him to walk beside me and be my helper. Emma sat in the back of the buggy and I had to keep my eyes on her because she is bad about opening all things I put in the buggy. On the way home we went by McDonalds and they all shared some chicken nuggets. I got all the groceries put away and the girls are now taking a nap. My mound of laundry is back so I need to get working on that today. Emma did really good yesterday afternoon with going on the potty. This morning she was dry when she woke up so I took her potty and she went right away. I took her again before we left for the store and she went. I bought her some little Dora and Tinkerbell underwear at the store and she was very excited. I hope they fit her. She is soo tiny so they may fall right off of her. Well I am going to take advantage of the girls napping 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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