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The Kinglet got suspended from school for three days.
I will refrain, for now, from going into details, because I am trying very hard not to spend too much time beating my head against brick walls. Short short story, the God-King and I are meeting this afternoon with our family therapist and the school "team" (which is not an IEP team because god-forbid they commit to anything official). The Kinglet can return tomorrow, but unless his behavior radically changes he will likely be suspended all over again - and of course his behavior won't change until they stop suspending him and start supporting him.
Also, know he *knows* that if he keeps doing what he's been doing, he'll get to stay home, which is what he wanted all along. So - way to go, public school.
Right. Brick wall.
What I wanted to come here to say is that I am eating like a fiend lately. See, now that the Kinglet has started full-day kindergarten, I wanted to spend my time writing and focusing on my health, but since he's back at my side and even when he's not my time is consumed with worry and frustration, I'm not writing a whole heck of a lot and I have little energy for calorie counting, yoga, meditating, etc. And, on the contrary, I'm attacking calories like they are the enemy.
Because it feels good, you know. Cheese, especially - queso dip, cream cheese. But sweets, too. I made a batch of cookies Friday. Will probably make some more tonight.
Feel so tense. Must... self...medicate.
Godz.
I will refrain, for now, from going into details, because I am trying very hard not to spend too much time beating my head against brick walls. Short short story, the God-King and I are meeting this afternoon with our family therapist and the school "team" (which is not an IEP team because god-forbid they commit to anything official). The Kinglet can return tomorrow, but unless his behavior radically changes he will likely be suspended all over again - and of course his behavior won't change until they stop suspending him and start supporting him.
Also, know he *knows* that if he keeps doing what he's been doing, he'll get to stay home, which is what he wanted all along. So - way to go, public school.
Right. Brick wall.
What I wanted to come here to say is that I am eating like a fiend lately. See, now that the Kinglet has started full-day kindergarten, I wanted to spend my time writing and focusing on my health, but since he's back at my side and even when he's not my time is consumed with worry and frustration, I'm not writing a whole heck of a lot and I have little energy for calorie counting, yoga, meditating, etc. And, on the contrary, I'm attacking calories like they are the enemy.
Because it feels good, you know. Cheese, especially - queso dip, cream cheese. But sweets, too. I made a batch of cookies Friday. Will probably make some more tonight.
Feel so tense. Must... self...medicate.
Godz.