It's been a long time since I've had to restrain a tantruming kid. I actually contemplated calling the risk assessment team because she was so out of sorts. Even after she calmed down, she escalated to another tantrum a few hours later.
Sarah is really struggling with the feelings of love she has going on. It's all fear based that we will go away. Prolonging her visits until the trial did not help her in any way. In fact, they are hurting her. She spend her evening in a panic attack/tantrum. Screaming at the top of her lungs- I need space. You don't understand, I can't breathe.
There were some you aren't my parents, calling us by our first names and a few I hate you'd for good measure.
Did I ever tell you about my theory that if your kid tells you they hate you when you are correcting their behavior, you are doing it right?
Sadly, I lost my cool with the other kiddos. Admittedly, I'm tapped out and it's only Tuesday.....
Each tantrum, wet bed, crying jag only seems to fuel my anger at Sheila. Which makes me feel angry at myself. Ugh.