Today when I dropped her off, Jupiter said the Magic Words to me.
"Mom..I don't want you to go."
Okay, the rational part of me knows that 90 percent of that comment was likely transition related. But she still said the words. I'm happy. It's so much better than the days she literally pushes my backside in an effort to get me out of the door faster. Which she hasen't done in a couple weeks. We've had a nice, regulated, fairly even keel couple of weeks. She's been sleeping through the night most of the time. Oh how that helps.
But today she had a physical day at school. She kicked and pushed at some other kids. I attribute part of that to the fact that she's barely BEEN in school for the last three weeks, what with blizzards and and viral crud and school vacation. The routine she relies on has been unpredictable, and that does not help.
The other part is, I suspect, the one girl in the class whose personality clashes mightily with my daughter's. I know something happened with this girl today, but I don't know what. Jupiter has refused to give details about anything that may have happened between them today, but I know from the angry words spewing from her mouth that something must have. I'm caught between getting her not to say she hates people, and using her words instead of her hands (feet, teeth, etc) to show her feelings. But I know if whatever M did or said made her upset enough, she was likely to be out of sorts for the rest of the day.
A week from Friday I get to go visit the class for the morning. Nope. Two weeks. I can't wait to see, even though it will be just one more thing to mess with the routine.
BTW, when I went out to start my car this morning, it was 4 below. zero. THIS IS MARCH!!! ENOUGH WITH THE COLD!!
Just had to throw in the traditional sick of winter note.
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