Some days I just do not know what to do or where to turn. We had one of *those* evenings with A today. It was a brief 15 minutes or so, but quite honestly I am tired of dealing with them. And I know I can't be. But some days are just too much. I'm thankful today was only a short time and she had a quick and great recovery. But man, it is such a roller coaster.
I have been trying to do some research on the web about children & anxiety, reading books, trying to gather and try new techniques. But it never feels like I'm doing enough. And at times, I am overwhelmed at having to do it all myself. The husband is not taking my discussion of the medication possibility well, and I didn't respond very well to that. Lovely, made myself feel even more like crap then.
I do not really have anything great to say and I guess I am wallowing a bit in self pity, needing to vent.