Today, Deion had therapy. We talked about his compliance, especially with "NO" commands. I learned something too. Dr. Howard said, if someone is on a ledge and you tell them don't look down, they look down. Instead of saying something like, "stop climbing on me" or "no jumping" suggest something else they can do because what the child has on the mind is what you tell them not to do. I'll work on that.
Shanay needs more attention. She is always hurting from something. From the time she gets up until the time she goes to bed she is always complaining about something. Is she a hypochondriac? She visits the school nurse at least three times a week. I think she does this for attention. Granted, she does have the UTI issue but my goodness. She always has a headache, or sore throat, or tummy ache, or hair ache, or a sore fingernail. I used to take her to see the doctor all the time because I didn't want to be accused of neglect but now I tell her, "I'm sorry you are not feeling well, go lay down for a while." That usually will let me know if she is really not feeling well.
Funny, as I was typing this, she came and told me she scraped her hand while putting away her school clothes. She wants a Band Aid. I told her no, she didn't need one and she romped and frolicked off to play with the twins. Literally, sigh.
Shayla come home at 2:55 and went straight into her room. I haven't seen her yet. It's 3:49.
Di'Shon (who we call Diggy) has no college on Wednesdays this semester. He watched Devon for me so that I could take Deion to therapy. Deion had therapy at 11 a.m. I told his dad, Swan, yesterday. Swan called ME and said that he may be off today and if so he was, he would watch Devon. Swan called me at 10:19 this morning!! 10:19!!! At this point, thanks but no thanks. Sometimes, I think he purposely does things like that; calls me at just the right time to say, "it's probably too late, but hey, at least I called anyway."
I am feeling stressed, like I need a little break. I like to sing country karaoke when I can. I haven't been in a while. I'm missing it a little. Maybe next time I go, I can post a video for you guys to view. Maybe in June.
Dontay and Sherae (who we call Tot and Nell) lives with my ex-husband. He was granted custody by the courts. Something about me renting, and Stephen, their dad, owning his house. Something else about me getting disability and their dad having a job. Something else about more crap they dug up from my past. I appealed the decision and lost that too. I miss them. I get them every other weekend during the school year and every other week during the summer. Did I say how much I missed them...can't type through tears.
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