Random things
1. I got my grades back from this semester. I don't know how I did it, but I achieved my coveted 4.0. It's sad that I'm so obsessive about A's, but I am and I can't change it. My happiness is a little reigned in though. After the way I behaved during the semester, I don't feel like my 4.0 is worth anything. It cost me and my family too much emotionally.
2. Layla pee-peed in the potty for the first time yesterday. :D
3. Layla's speech therapist has recommended that she only come twice a month now because Layla is doing so well.
4. My best friend and I went to see "The Pursuit of Happyness" last night. Did we cry like babies? Oh yeah. A lot. It's a good movie about a good man. The alternating bites of popcorn and M&Ms was good too.
5. A few nights ago, Tony and I made love. Sex is easy. Making love-slow, emotional, connected love-is more of an elusive magic for us. Just thinking about it makes me feel this huge rush of love for him all over again. :D
6. I've debated giving this one a full post to itself, but I'm stubborn and don't want to. I've been seeing a new therapist and we are already working on a new diagnosis. She is also researching the correct path to getting a new psychiatrist. It might not be necessary though because I'm still med free and doing well. I'm gaining more control of my mood swings. Of course, it needs to be remembered that school is over now too and that makes a huge difference for me. When I start back in January, it may get too overwhelming again. If I get a new diagnosis though, finding a good medicine may not be such a problem. We would be starting a new journey instead of circling the run way.
7. This post sucks. I can't seem to say anything the right way. It's been almost an hour since I've started, and I've deleted and re-typed every sentence a least twice. Blah.
8. Layla is the epitome of terrible twos. She has been throwing temper tantrums for everything. If I don't fix her morning milk in the right Disney Princess cup, she screams. I'm not kidding. If she wanted Ariel and I fix Snow White, all hell breaks loose.
9. Sunday night, we went to Mobile, Alabama to Bellingrath Home and Gardens for their huge Christmas display. ( http://www.bellingrath.org/magic-christmas-in-lights.html ) It was beautiful but Layla screamed the entire time. She wanted to be in the stroller, no she didn't. She wanted to be held, no she didn't. She wanted to run around, no she didn't because there were too many people and it was dark. She wanted to hold my hand, no she didn't. Nothing made her happy. Any action she chose satisfied for a few minutes then drove her crazy. I really don't like this stage of development. Tony ended up taking her to the car to let her finish her tantrum while Devon, Heather, and I finished the tour. To top that off, people were being incredibly rude about her screaming. They were mumbling that they didn't pay their admission to hear a child scream. I didn't pay my admission to have my husband leave during the tour or to hear other people bitch about my toddler. But children are children, and it's not like I took her to a fine dining restaurant...I really did think the lights would amaze her.
I just hate those situations. Spanking makes it worse; you can't do a time out in the middle of a tour; if you do nothing, it's like you are giving permission to the child to act like a brat; your blood pressure is rising and as people are making comments and staring, it's only gets worse. Once Tony decided to take her to the car, she screamed "I want Momma" the whole way and he worried someone would call the police for fear he was kidnapping her.
2. Layla pee-peed in the potty for the first time yesterday. :D
3. Layla's speech therapist has recommended that she only come twice a month now because Layla is doing so well.
4. My best friend and I went to see "The Pursuit of Happyness" last night. Did we cry like babies? Oh yeah. A lot. It's a good movie about a good man. The alternating bites of popcorn and M&Ms was good too.
5. A few nights ago, Tony and I made love. Sex is easy. Making love-slow, emotional, connected love-is more of an elusive magic for us. Just thinking about it makes me feel this huge rush of love for him all over again. :D
6. I've debated giving this one a full post to itself, but I'm stubborn and don't want to. I've been seeing a new therapist and we are already working on a new diagnosis. She is also researching the correct path to getting a new psychiatrist. It might not be necessary though because I'm still med free and doing well. I'm gaining more control of my mood swings. Of course, it needs to be remembered that school is over now too and that makes a huge difference for me. When I start back in January, it may get too overwhelming again. If I get a new diagnosis though, finding a good medicine may not be such a problem. We would be starting a new journey instead of circling the run way.
7. This post sucks. I can't seem to say anything the right way. It's been almost an hour since I've started, and I've deleted and re-typed every sentence a least twice. Blah.
8. Layla is the epitome of terrible twos. She has been throwing temper tantrums for everything. If I don't fix her morning milk in the right Disney Princess cup, she screams. I'm not kidding. If she wanted Ariel and I fix Snow White, all hell breaks loose.
9. Sunday night, we went to Mobile, Alabama to Bellingrath Home and Gardens for their huge Christmas display. ( http://www.bellingrath.org/magic-christmas-in-lights.html ) It was beautiful but Layla screamed the entire time. She wanted to be in the stroller, no she didn't. She wanted to be held, no she didn't. She wanted to run around, no she didn't because there were too many people and it was dark. She wanted to hold my hand, no she didn't. Nothing made her happy. Any action she chose satisfied for a few minutes then drove her crazy. I really don't like this stage of development. Tony ended up taking her to the car to let her finish her tantrum while Devon, Heather, and I finished the tour. To top that off, people were being incredibly rude about her screaming. They were mumbling that they didn't pay their admission to hear a child scream. I didn't pay my admission to have my husband leave during the tour or to hear other people bitch about my toddler. But children are children, and it's not like I took her to a fine dining restaurant...I really did think the lights would amaze her.
I just hate those situations. Spanking makes it worse; you can't do a time out in the middle of a tour; if you do nothing, it's like you are giving permission to the child to act like a brat; your blood pressure is rising and as people are making comments and staring, it's only gets worse. Once Tony decided to take her to the car, she screamed "I want Momma" the whole way and he worried someone would call the police for fear he was kidnapping her.