We had a pretty good day. Emma has been crying out at 4:30 the last few mornings but I have gotten in the bed with the girls and then we sleep until about 8:30, so I have been sleeping pretty good the last week. The kids played nicely with each other today so that is always helpful. Sam called my dad to wish him a Happy Birthday and he was so cute. Emma had a tea party and it was also cute. I got some video of her playing but it is taking forever to post so I will try later. The girls took two naps and Sam got an afternoon nap. Tomorrow I have to go to the dentist to get my teeth cleaned so the kids are going to Gran and Papa's for a few hours. I am also going to try to run a few errands by myself. I forgot to mention yesterday that Jeremy found out that Sam can go to his school next year even though we do not live in Nashville. They are both pretty excited about that. I however really do not want to think about my little boy going off to Kindergarten. It already is making me sad. My niece Isabel turned six today and that also just seems impossible. I am really glad I get this time to spend with Sam before he goes off to school. Well I need to get Sam to bed. He is still bouncing off the walls so it may take awhile.
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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