Concerns

I have been noticing some things in Michaela's behaviour that makes me wonder if there is something that is amiss in her lately. She has always had a really hard time with change whether that be a new class, a new teacher, new students in her class or even if we change activities. These have always been hard adjustments for her but lately there ahve been other things that she has been doing that make me wonder. For instance she has been taking he clothes out of her drawers and laying them down in rows on her floor. Her underwear, socks all neatly laid out in rows and she haas also been pairing her pants with her shirts and laying them on the floor in a row too. Then there is the stuffed animals that have certain ends of the bend and pillows that they sleep on. If I am to move any of these things a temper tamtrum ensues. She is the one that has to put them away, but out they come the next day, it is almost ritualistic.
Now I am not sure if this act is just her needing to have control over something in her life or if it is something else entirely, like OCD. Now I have been thinking OCD because it is closely linked to ADHD (for those who don't know, her dad is ADHD) and I wonder if this is how it is manifesting itself in her. There is also a possibility that I am worried about nothing, but I would rather know now before she goes into kindergarten in September. I would rather her be diagnosed with OCD rather than labelled as a problem child because of her reactions to things that happen to her.

On another note, Hunter doesn't go for his MRI until June 30 quite a long wait, but at least he will be a little older and able to deal with the sedation better.

Sean is still not going to church and I don't know how to get him back. He blames the members for their lack of caring and says they are hypocritical. Other than supporting him right now so he knows that I love him and want him to be happy I don't know what to do about it all. I feel that if he knows that I love him and want him to come back than he will realize that he wants it too. He says he knows what he is doing isn't right, but he still knows the church is true, but right now is angry at the people and doesn't want to step inside the building right now. He is at the point that he deson't see the point of going to a building to prove that he believes. So yeah I am at a loss, but as long as I keep going and taking the kids then maybe one day he will surprise me and go with us.

Logan right now is just being his fun loving self and aside from a few melt downs he is a happy loving boy who is giving no reason to worry, for the tiem being...that being said I am always ready for the next thing to happen.

I'm NOT a girly girl.....

So this evening as I was getting the kids ready for their bath, I was combing Michaela's hair. Her hair is so knotty that I need to comb it to be able to wash it easier. Anyways, as I was combing it, she was screaming "I'm not a girly girl, I'm not a girly girl". I asked her if that meant that I couldn't comb her hair and she said that NO I couldn't.

Well that got me thinking, at what age do we really start having an understanding of the kind of person that we are. Do we have an early idea, or is that just the lucky few that start to realize who they are. I don't remember having that clear of an idea at 2.

For those of you who are lucky enough to know Michaela and how she acts, then you will know that there is NO doubt that she is NOT a girly girl. She is my rough and tumble kid who does not have any fear and will try almost anything.

She doesn't care what she looks like as long as she is having fun. She is always on the look for what would be the next fun thing that she could do. I hope that she always is looking for the next big adventure and never loses sight of the person that she is and will always have the same zest for life that she does now.

Summer is here...maybe...

So the kids and I took advantage of this beautiful weather and went for a walk this morning. Usually when we go for a walk, Michaela has an arm band that connects her to me, because she has a tendency to just take off on me. Well I couldn't find it this mornign, so I took the chance and had her "armbandless". I thought that it would be a challege, but she proved me wrong and followed along quite nicely. We came upon some dandilions and then the white dandilions, Michaela had a blast trying to blow hard enough to blow all the seeds off. She proceeded to pick every last "seed style" dandilion and put them in the stroller. Oh what I would've given if I had only brought my camera with me. But walking is usually sucha chore that I never bring it with me. But now that she has grown up without my permission, I will have to bring it more often to capture those little moments that make me smile.

Bedtimes.....

Lately, it's been a struggle to put Michaela down for a nap (quiet time) or bedtime. She will fight it to the bitter end. How I long for the days that all I would have to do is put her in her crib and leave the room. Now she wants me to read every book that she has in her room (some more than once). I love reading her stories, but I don't like spending all night in there reading when I could be spending time either on my own or with Sean.
We put a doorknob lock on her door in hopes to keep her in her room, but it didn't take her very long to figure that out. So now we need to figure out how to keep her in her room. We've tried letting her stay up to tire her out, but as soon as we say it's bedtime, the fight ensues again. I wish that bedtimes could go back to the way they used to be, when it was a joy putting her to bed and she was ready for it. Now I fear that she is turning into be more and more like me and that scares me in a way. But her stubbornness will also serve her well in her life, as long as she learns to harness it. For my sake I hope that comes sooner rather than later.