Three days into the new school year, we have officially encountered our first massive meltdown of epic proportions the likes of which we haven’t seen in, oh, about a year from highly sensitive middle daughter, who is nearly seven and in first grade.
Faced with a choice of equally appealing consequences – stay home and play with sisters or go with Dad to the store – daughter can’t choose.
Wow. Ear-splitting shrieks and torrential downpour of tears. Ah, memories of not so pleasant times. I’m more centered now than ever, though, thankfully.
Lots of attempts to give hugs…works for about 2 minutes…until the choice is presented again.
Mr. RSG just went without her.
The energy she is expending now will make it unpleasant for both of them.
Adjustments to new routines are H-A-R-D for my child. New school years – new students, new teacher, new rules, are HUGE adjustments for my formerly selectively mute daughter.
I know it will get easier. But it takes time for that.
Later today, we will all go to the marina and have a pleasant lunch outside and look at the water and the boats for the first time. Should be good and this morning’s outburst will be a dim memory.