It's 2am and I've been awake for over an hour, unable to get back to sleep after baby woke me. I can tell what it's from: STRESS! Besides all of the normal stress, I had some problems using the new county issued WIC electronic card at the grocery store with my four children in tow. It was a tough experience on a day when I'd already spent time in a doctor's office with a patronizing PA and (Leonora should be tne one to complain since she had to have her belly button nitroed (not a real word) plus shots) and a very very long WIC appointment.
My sister did come over and we exercised. CC#1 did work through some of her school stuff at her own pace because I can't be with her every moment. She did okay as far as good attitude. She begged to play at her cousin's house in the afternoon and I really blew it by not taking her. SHe was so way far beyond hyperactive all afternoon, even though she was really trying to be good. After our Family HOme Evening, or I should say during, she was so all over the place and taking others with her that we ended it abruptly without the activity which brought on intense emotional feeling and threats to run away. (I have sternly told her that with every yell brings a dreaded consequence and a threat to run away brings restriction from outdoor play.) I can't tell her she can leave because she already thinks we don't love her and she likely would really leave, like she tried to already. So, knowing my child, I have to simply tell her that making threats and thinking of running away will not be tolerated.
So Casey and I are trying to go to bed before 9 now so we can get up super early. I have been exhausted but sometimes sleep doesn't always allow me to sleep all night or go to sleep right away. Add the baby demands and I have a mess on my hands. I was up so much on Sunday night with kids and baby I thought I would die when I got up at 6. Now I still have so much to do tomorrow for school and I can't sleep. I'm rambling about all of this because I'm hoping it will settle my mind down and help me get some rest. My alarm is supposed to go off at 5 but maybe it will malfunction again like yesterday.
As far as CC#1 and her school goes, I must say I am really on the fence about method. She is the type of kid that would really benefit having more control of her school and less "you have to do this right now." That kind of attitude steals the enjoyment of learning from her. When I say method I mean, should I work with her every second, should I give her more fun things to do and let her self direct, or should I keep doing what feels rewarding to me (which is to try to force everything in to time slots so we "get it all done")
I just at a tone of zucchini bread.
I haven't blogged about CC#1 runnning away on Sunday, but talk about nightmare, or potential nightmare. We are so blessed that a neighbor saw her and came and told us. When Casey ran her down a block away and carried her home, she giggled the whole way. Her reason/explanation for just taking off out of our backyard like that? "[sister] wouldn't let me be a pony" Yeah. She wasn't even having a "bad" day that we saw. She just decided suddenly to take off with a hand drawn map to her cousin's house, going in the wrong direction, too.
So I made some zucchini bread to thank my neighbor and I get some of it, too.
I don't know if I'll be able to post daily about our days. We're getting so much more busy but I like to keep records this way so I'll be back.
