Yet I find myself writing here anyways. Once again, this isn't about sewing or craftiness...but about me. I always told myself that if I had my own blog that I would be honest and be myself. Afterall, I think blogging is a lot like the Oprah show .....it lets people know that 'you are not alone.'
We used to go to Occupational Therapy every week, and also a pediatric psychologist once a week, but we're taking a break from that right now. We're trying to just deal with whatever comes our way, and try to figure out solutions to our 'issues.'
But guess what? It's taken me nearly three years of realizing this to get to this point. A point where I can say "So what?!" Is it terrible that a child doesn't want to always play with the other kids? So, she'll turn out to be an adult that may not be the life of a party, or dancing on tables, and that, my friends, is probably a good thing. ;)
So what if it takes her abut an hour to warm up to new scenarios....that just means I can save my money now on all those Mommy and Me classes and gymnastics and ballet etc since she would sit on my lap the first hour (being the entire class) and in the end I save a bunch of money. :)
So what if it takes about 20 minutes to dress her in the mornings? I just have to wake up to the sunshine that much earlier (ok, this one may be more of an annoyance than I am admitting to, haha!).... But the point is "SO WHAT!"
I mean, she's healthy. We have a roof over our heads. She has an amazing wardrobe (materialistic, I know, but she has clothes, many kids don't!) and we have the most incredible loving family. It's taken me quite a while, but I know I am not alone in dealing with a 'difficult' child, and I know that while this used to concern me and occupy my brain most of my waking moments, now I can sit back and tell myself 'It's going to be OK." We're lucky, because I know that's true. It took stopping all those appointments with specialists to gain a little perspective.