- One of the things I feared has come to pass. My daughter has somehow been traumatized by school and I, due to her disability, cannot for the life of me figure out why. And yes, I know that three year olds aren't exactly known for their monologues about their emotions, but I think we truly have a disadvantage here.
She doesn't want to go to school at all, tells me in the morning "No school!" and then when she gets there, bursts into tears when they are ready to line up. The teacher reports that she will suddenly become teary in the middle of class for no apparent reason. I've spoken with the teacher and she cannot pinpoint an incident or reason as to why she is doing this.
I know attention-seeking behavior (especially from her) and this is not it. This is genuine distress. All I can get out of her is that school makes her sad. Ugh. This SUCKS and was exactly what I was anxious about. I want to rip my hair out because I already feel helpless enough a lot of the time with her, and this just makes me feel as useful as wet noodle.
- We are back in some sort of weird real estate market (of course, just when we decided we were ready to take the leap to buy something again) where you need freaking letters to try and convince the seller that you are the right buyer for their precious home. Cash investors are taking all of the already low inventory away from people like us, and man, it sucks. We went to an open house where it was a virtual shack with no upgrades and they wanted 560,000. Insane.
- I am not quite a Supertaster, but I'm only a few taste buds out of range. Just so all you other people know, spicy food is actually torture! It hurts my entire mouth! So I'm not trying to keep you from your Thai restaurant on purpose!
- Adding to Babygirl's woes is something the pediatrician *thinks* is a cyst which is located on her upper ear, under the skin that bridges the ear to the skull. I noticed it the other day when I was putting her hair up. It is an odd place for a cyst, and she said she couldn't be 100% positive that it was one, but then our only other option would be surgery. My daughter is already leery of doctors, and the thought of having to deal with the post-incision care sounds like a nightmare. She would constantly be pulling/tugging/rubbing it and I don't even want to think about, mkay? Let's just hope the damn thing goes away on its own.
- For those of you who experience motion sickness, as my son does in the car (he has had this problem ever since he was a baby) we found a great product which I will make absolutely no money off of by telling you about. It is called Quease-Ease and I got it on Amazon. It is simply some sort of aromatherapy with peppermint and other similar scents. But, Mr. P used it recently and gave it a big thumbs up.
-OK, I think that's about it. I should probably stop before I think of any more!