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One person’s lie is another person’s fiction

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Belle did it again today. She got up, she got dressed, she even came down and ate breakfast so nicely. Getting ready to leave and she says she is bringing her dog – we say, no, toys are not allowed in camp or school — party line – though we compromised to let her take him in the car on the ride.

As we pull up to drop off Cookoo and Puppy — Belle says, “you know what mommy and abba, you were right, I shouldn’t take my dog to camp, I’m glad I left him at home!”

Boy were we upset — a straight out fabricated lie.

(Fast forward 7 hours and she left the car without permission and crossed the parking lot at the pre-school without a grownup — almost full meltdown over dessert, but we were able to cut it off at the pass…this time.)

When talking to my friend and doula tonight – B – I recounted my day with among other issues, Belle — and I gotta love B — she said:

“wow! she is going to be a great writer when she is older!” A refreshing and creative ending.

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO…..

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Can’t take that word anymore – It annoys me when Bob says it, when Bean says it — even when Puppy says it — but when Belle does…it brings on an entirely new meaning…

The repeated nonononononononononononononononononononononono — there are no other words…none, just no in a different pitch, a different cry, a different scream…but it continues…and cries, and screams…as I type — J is dealing with the screams… and trying to calm her, there is no talking – there is no reason…just the repeated no.

What caused it this time? Who knows….she came out of her shower — that she did greatly on her own, she was really cute coming out of the shower — I gave her her towel, and reminded her to be careful coming out, and not to slip…for a second she gave me a VERY weird blank, almost catatonic look…I laughed…and so did she, she snapped into a big smile. I asked her to dry off before she got she left the bathroom, and I would come cuddle once she was in PJ’s.

(8:49 — the screaming has ended — only 31 minutes this encounter)

A few minutes later she jumped into our bed – getting bet between our duvet and the cover — something that drives us nuts, as it rips the cover…. she said she was cold and need to warm up. I asked her to come out of the cover, get her pj’s on, and I would help warm her up under her covers.

That is when the no’s began…(this time)

I helped her into her bed, put on her pj’s and tucked her in — then it continued, the one word chorus, the unending screaches and screams… she undressed and followed me around, screaming she was cold and NO!

J took her into her bed — and somehow got her calm…he said re-direction…asking her what she wanted for lunch tomorrow – snapped her out of it, this time. And then she asked for her winter PJ’s — it is 87 degrees…and she wants winter fleece pj’s – fine, we have air conditioning, and it is getting cooler — but what prevented her from just saying “mommy, I’m cold, can I have my winter PJ’s?” Maybe someday we will know — I’m just thankful J was able to help her out of it this time…he is really good at it, he always has been…patience I need to learn.

Sensory issues, sure — can they be the cause of all these outbursts and meltdowns? We are on the quest to help her….