The little woman had another birthday party invite. That makes two in one year. So she attended the party. She knew the birthday girl and one other girl. Both of those girls are in her girl scout troop. It does my heart good to have things happen for her that all kids should get to experience. Being part of something. She had a good time.
I know that the little woman does not have a bubble. That sense of personal space that you don't like people getting into. And so she gets into other peoples' spaces. Other kids don't like that so much. And she can get loud and squirmy and bounce off walls. At school kids may not see the calm, generous hearted, kind little girl that she is underneath all the excited exterior. They may not realize that part of her acting crazy is part of her anxiety. It took me awhile to figure out that she suffers from anxiety.
And that doesn't mean that I know what to do for her. So we take each day one day at a time. I try to tell her to do the breathing trick when I know she is anxious. Mostly she fights me on it. I know it helps, but can't convince her of it most days.
Today for two hours she had a normal day without us and sometimes that is a really big thing for her. It's why I'm so happy she wanted to do girl scouts. It's something for her. Just her.
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