Frustration. Mine and Hers.



Sometimes Gracie gets so mad that she slams her hands on the floor hard, or sometimes her head. There is frustration on both our parts because I cant help her and she can't tell me what she needs.
We had our second "class" at the feeding clinic today. We had a step forward over the weekend. Thanks to Aunt Peewee and Grammy Pottie, she is now taking fruit in her formula and rice to expose her to flavors if not food. But back to class. There were 3 other kids there and I guess they wanted to see how she would react to other kids who were eating. She didn't really interact with them and kept to her own. But then they had plates for all the kids with raisins and applesauce and crackers on it. The other three kids started munching right away. Gracie wouldn't have anything to do with it. She went looking for an exit. That's what she does when she is in a situation she doesn't like. So I got her a bottle and we sat with the other kids, but once again but would have nothing to do with the food. I can''t really say that she was watching them eat. She might have been. So I know for sure that this is going to be a REALLY long process.
It breaks my heart when she cries and I cannot comfort her. That's supposed to be my job. She has been so long without anyone to do that for her she does it herself. I cannot even get her to put her arm around my neck, for nothing other that to support herself when I carry her. I read that sometimes it takes as long as the child was in the institution for them to fully allow themselves to trust and love their new family. I guess that will just be a really long process too. But it will truly be worth the wait.

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