It was a rough week at our house this week. Hannah had several major meltdowns during the after school hours. She managed to physically hurt me bad enough that I will bear the marks of her aggression for quite awhile. She also finished up kicking the last of her door jam off of her door so that the next kick fest could very well send the door off of its hinges. Anger management has not gotten any better with therapy or the meds thus far. However, I did get to spend some significant time with her today while under the influence of the meds and she exhibited control with another little boy at the museum rudely ripped the police cruiser radio out of her hand. I was quite proud of her for that and praised her profusely. As it was happening my heart went nuts, sure there was about to be a nasty scene, but my little one kept her cool! :) Today we had a fabulous day together. We needed it. When too
many rough days/weeks pile on top of each other it's hard to drag yourself back up and remember the good times. Today helped me to remember the good times and to give me hope that maybe the right dose of meds can help her keep her anger/impulsivity under control enough to think about the consequences of her actions before she makes her choice of response to a situation.
Sunday, October 28, 2012
Wednesday, October 24, 2012
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Thursday, October 18, 2012
October

Somehow September slipped right by me and now October is more than halfway over too! Since I last wrote, Hannah graduated from daily visits to the Severe Behavior Clinic to every other week once a day for an hour. That is much more doable although I still feel like we spend all of our time in the van! First grade seems to be moving right along for Hannah. Her teachers really have no complaints and she seems to be enjoying herself.

Then yesterday I found out that the incident wasn't completely over because Hannah had neglected to return the signed office referral to her teacher. Apparently she had thrown it in the trash. It took quite awhile to wade through all the lies on that one too, but I think we eventually got there. After the biting incident we finally decided to give medication a try to help her control her impulses. We actually start that this weekend. I'm quite nervous about it, but I at least know that it's easy to change our minds and the meds leave no lasting side effects after they are out of her system if they don't work or we don't like what they do. Wish us luck as we embark on this latest leg of our journey. Last month we did a brief respite foster care stint with a little 3 year old girl. She and Hannah got on pretty well and I miss her now that she is gone, but BOY OH BOY was she a ball of energy. That kid went nonstop from the time she woke up until the time she finally crashed at night. The sad thing about her was that she was now our 5th placement we've had that had no idea how to cuddle and had never been read to or sung to at bedtime. Again and again I am amazed at how many of the basic "rights" of childhood these kids have never experienced. :( While the respite munchkin was here we also hosted a series of guests. My dad came to visit and then my best friend Sarah and her family stopped by for a night too. I am reminded again and again at what a blessing from God our house is that we can house extra children as well as guests and still have everyone be comfortable.


Photo Notes: The pictures are from a weekend trip we took in September to a local wildlife preserve. I think Hannah enjoyed chasing the chickens in the petting area more than she enjoyed the wild animals!
P.S. I hate the new blogger format and I cannot make my posts look like I want. My text and pictures keep getting all jumbled up. Until I figure it out, I apologize for the inconvenience of having to read the disjointed text.
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