UGHHHHHHH

Another bad day with the mini one.

No. No. No. It is all she says to me. And she argues about everything. And I want it to stop. Please!

We got home from the park yesterday. She fell asleep on the ride home. So I woke her up and told her we were home. She looked around and said, "No we aren't." Look out the window kid!

She asked if I was mad at her today because she got a bad report from her teacher. I said no -- and I really wasn't, I just needed time to figure out how to deal with it. She told me I was mad. Crossed her arms across her chest. HMPHed. And gave me a dirty look.

I fixed dinner and called her to the table. She took one look at the meal and announced, "I didn't ask for this and I am not going to eat it."

I told her we needed to go upstairs and fold our clean clothes. She said no.

While folding the clothes I was trying to tell her something nice that the after school counselor had said about her today. I said, "Do you know what John said about you today." Tossing clothes around she said, "Who is John?" "The counselor." "His name isn't John!" "Are you sure? I swear his name tag said John." "It's not John!" "Okay, then what is it?" "I don't know!"

How can she know it is not John when she has no idea what it is????

And more importantly...why does she have to argue about everything? Why??? Why??? Why???

In her defense I guess I should explain that she has previously been diagnosed with a sensory processing disorder. She is a sensory seeker. She seeks feelings. She likes to spin. She does not get dizzy. Ever. She likes to bounce. Endlessly. She likes to crash. She likes her clothes tight. She must must must touch everything. Always. She can't sit still. Rocks. Changes positions -- her favorite is upside down.

And now she seems to be branching out. Seeking high impact emotions. She must be deliriously happy. Or uncontrollable sobbing. Or angry. And since she can't maintain that on her own she tries to pull me in with her. And it is working.

Only I am not a sensory seeker.

Mean Mama