Therapy, Kids, Cats and Bricks.

Therapy:

Thursday, after the last entry I wrote, C and I headed to her Psychologist for somewhat of an emergency appointment. The night before found her a complete, hot mess. To the point where I wondered if she’d ever be able to function normally again, she was that bad. It was the 1 week "Anniversary" of her mother pulling her newest crap of, "you’re nothing to me because you’re such a vile sinner" crap, and C was falling to pieces in such a way that I’d not experienced with her before. She actually gave me permission to call her Psychologist that night to see if she could get her in – she called back quickly (after hours) and made an appointment and had me join the session. 

…by the end of the day, C had done a complete 180. Literally. It was amazing. I can compare it to a hurricane coming through and destroying everything, and then shortly after it leaves, everything is calm, and hot, and sunny and bright…destroyed, devastated, but hopeful.

I love her Psychologist.  I love C.  She’s doing 1,000% better with this whole thing, and told me this morning, "I’ve been worrying about a lot of crap for way too long…" – she has, and it’s so nice seeing her change, be calmer, and just more settled. It’s rather amazing. There are quite a few factors in play that have made all this fall into place, but it’s about time, honestly. I knew this person was always inside of her, but it was so buried beneath bullshit crap that she couldn’t see "straight". Finally the fog is burning off, and things are starting to make a lot of sense. I’m grateful I stuck around…I had a feeling this was where I was supposed to be, and that’s why I’m still here.

Kids & Cats: 

The Sister From Another Country brought our Nieces up on Saturday (yesterday) – that was lovely. It’s amazing how much S. is growing up – she’s almost 2.5, and is absolutely adorable. It’s wonderful as well to see that she’s being disciplined within reality, and not pampered like so many parents seem to do to their kids these days. If S. doesn’t listen, she gets spoken to in a manner where she DOES listen…if she keeps screwing off, she gets talked to, and straightens up. She was getting very, very tired/sassy last night and D. had to take her to another room for "time out" – and she didn’t like that one bit and was being very angry about it and decided to start calling for "My Tracy", D. "Aunt Tracy isn’t going to save you!", then "Daddy!", D. "Daddy’s not here and he’s not going to save you!", then "My Shell", "Michelle isn’t going to come and save you either." ::cries cries cries::  LOL  Little kids crack me up.  Michelle is a friend that D. brought up with her to help out – with one at almost 2.5 and another at almost 1, that was a smart, smart move.  

We hung out and talked for awhile, and then took the kids to Fanning Springs State Park, and S. drug me all over so she could go down the slides, swing, and play in the sandbox (which I found out was a no-no)…and to look at the water. We had a great time, and C. told me it was wonderful to see us bonding. It was great! It really, really brought me up. Now I can’t wait to see them again! 

I’ll admit I don’t really know what to do with kids that aren’t quite interactable (like under 1.5 or so), so it’s nice finally getting to spend time with S. as a Toddler of sorts…watching her chase the kitties, ask questions in a language that resembles a mix of English and Martian, and see how they interact with you. I was sitting at the table (we went out to dinner) and I burped and excused myself and S. started cracking up at me!  LOL

Ahhhhh kids…I do adore them, but I realized last night how glad I am I don’t have one as I don’t know how I’d keep up with one – I find 4 cats to be a big enough handful. (Plus, you can leave cats at home for a night or two, alone…and not worry about them).

Speaking of cats and kids, this is S. with Hüsker Dü’s Crinkle Shoot that she was playing with, because it’s very evident that little kids love cat toys, as they’re all about the same age:

Bricks, et al:

Today, we had to work. We took a chunk of Friday off, and as planned all day yesterday, and tomorrow I have a 2:15PM appt with my Endodontist (this tooth still isn’t quite right), and C has a 2:00PM appt with her Psychologist (follow up) – and it’s all out in Gainesville, which is about an hour away, so we had to get up and hit the ground running.

Now I get to go and enjoy the rest of what’s left of today, which I think might include this new video game C. bought me called "Naughty Bear" – it’s hilariously horrible. You’re a stuff bear, who’s evidently naughty, and because of this no one on this Paradise Island likes him…poor bear…so he goes along and kills the mean residents (other stuffed bears) at parties and such, as they never, ever invite him. It’s actually quite an entertaining game, believe it or not, and really, really funny to play.

Well, that’s all for now.