Friday, February 25, 2011

I'm Just Evil I Think....

SO yesterday we went to Charlottesville to get our youngest (in the words of my hubby guy) " A check-up from the neck up". We went to a well known child psychologist who specializes in the care of foster and adoptive children. He uses a very different approach to intervention. His evaluation process involves the child and the parents.

SO I had to subject myself to the meddlesome questions of he and his team. I gotta tell you, it was THE WIERDEST thing. I did not enjoy it. BUT... I had great fun watching the interviewer try not to act shocked when I shared stories from my childhood. He asked. I was truthful. I didn't see any point in lying to the man. At one point I decided that I must just be evil. I took too much pleasure in shocking the guy. It was SO easy to do given the questions he asked.

The good news of the day is that the preliminary results of the eval show that according to him she is very healthy given her past. He also is of the opinion that her recent acting out is a function of particular stressors. He was really excited and is certain that intervention will be most helpful is solving the behavior problems that she is having and that she will not be a prisoner of her impulses forever.

So, Yay!  Once all this intervention stuff gets rolling I can have friends again that also have children.

Monday, February 7, 2011

WOW!!! I've been a slacker..

     Well, really I haven't been a slacker. I've just been busy with gymnastics season. That runs from November until mid-February...now. We should be done this saturday unless the planets align and someone makes the state championships. Part of me would love that very much, but the rest of me misses having a life and just wants the season to be over. One of my buddies walked into church yesterday and saw me and said "I shouldn't say it, I know, but we should get together." Gymnastics really puts a hit on my available girly time.

     Another reason why I've been a slacker is because life has been rather heavy. I haven't said much about our adoption in a long time. I don't know how I compare to others that have adopted but I tend to share only the pretty and sweet parts of life with adopted kids. As with most things there is a flip side. I can honestly say I've cried longer and harder in the last 3 months than maybe in my entire life. The truth of the situation is that God knows and is in control. The negative of the situation is that I am human and what we are walking through is harder than anything I've ever walked through. The strength required is Divine strength. It's comforting knowing that God has our family in His hands. It's hard, though, to suppress the human side that wants to handle it myself (as if that were possible). We are being proactive but I feel somewhat helpless. There aren't words to adequately describe the darkness I feel we're battling. I feel angry and sad and it hasn't left me with much levity lately.