Tough Day.


Sometimes it is so us to watch as Gracie goes through this feeding therapy. We are supposed to make to attempts to get something into Gracie's mouth at every meal time. Chris is really good at this. It annoys her but not so much that she gets mad. Well, we tried it at therapy and she got really MAD. She gets really LOUD when she gets really MAD. She lets us ( and anyone else in the building) know she is mad. And the tears spurt out of her eyes. I was sitting across from her and she kept giving me these "help me" looks and just got madder because I couldn't help her. So then we went down to swing. They have these cool swings set up inside and she loves to swing. So she calmed down. Then we went back to the table and the drama and the spurting started again. You could just tell by looking at her that she was exhausted. She didn't even want to bounce in the moonbounce outside.

It's so hard to know what to do. Do we just keep doing what we have been doing or do we try something drastic? Chris has no patience and so we discussed and in patient program at a hospital. Well, she would have to live at the hospital for 6 weeks and they would more than likely "force feed" her by pressing her to accept the spoon until they finally break her. ( OK , it's late, i may be blending details and exaggerating but you get my point). My view is she has already been traumatized to not like food- do we want to make her HATE it? I think we should take the slower road and continue on the path we are on.

You just don't realize how truly important it is that children get that contact and input and love when they are little. They are truly like flowers. The more sunlight they get the faster they bloom but if they are denied that sunlight when they are seedlings , it's so much harder to break through the soil and blossom.

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