Sunday, December 5, 2010

Missing the monster

Rachel wasn't in a super bad mood this morning, but it still wasn't good. She started out with "My hair is messed up" and continued with "Boys are rude. It's my birthday. I'm not going." I usually dress her on Sundays (or any day she's wearing a dress) because I got tired of replacing her slips after she ripped them when they wouldn't go on the right way. She has a half slip, but she can't quite figure that out either, so I just put the parts on that she has issues with. She very rarely wears button up shirts for the same reason. Autonomy is wonderful, but I also like not having to replace her wardrobe every time she wears something. Starting the day out with her being super angry and frustrated isn't good either.

She was fine during church. Not happy, by any means, but okay. I wish I knew how to help her get her socialization skills back. She doesn't like to stay home all the time, but she always complains while we're out. It makes me sad. Actually, she complains a lot when she's home. I just wish we could figure out how to help her be happy again.

Yesterday her brother and sister-in-law were here for awhile, and that definitely added to her day. We had some errands to run that wouldn't have been fun, so she stayed home with her brothers. She sat in her room most of the day, so if they hadn't come she wouldn't have had anything fun happen. I've still been unable to interest her in anything but looking at books/magazines and watching out the window. It's been a long time since she got out any of her toys on her own. Frequently when left alone she retreats into her head and doesn't seem to be aware of what is happening around her at all. I feel bad when I've got things I need to do that preclude me from interacting with her very much. Ironically, it's the opposite of when she and her brothers were little. Then I worried that they would get into trouble. Now, I worry that she won't do anything at all. Several years ago she drew a little person on her wall. I left it there because it was cute, but then she went through a particularly bad time and kept saying it was a monster, so I scrubbed it off. I wish I had it back.

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