FPD haven’t been on a “date” in as long as I can remember. Yesterday was an especially hard day. While finding Comfort again was a silver lining, the rest of the day was a really dark cloud. My kids are doing GREAT. We’ve made great strides with Giggles and ShyGuy. I think they’re really starting to feel part of an intact family (I’ve GOT to give it up for their birthmom, who built a VERY strong foundation). The kids that came before have totally embraced them as siblings. We’re becoming a family. It amazes me.
Bubbly is making progress, and we have a diagnosis now. She officially has PTSD and Hyposensitive Vestibular Processing Disorder. It’s apparently a form of Sensory Integration Disorder, probably from being starved of any sort of sensory input while she was being abused (usually by locking her in dark rooms for long periods) in Ghana, and then flooded with new sensory input when she got here. So, I guess she CRAVES sensory input. Bubbly can’t walk without grabbing your hand so she can hop on one foot. She can sit and do a task or watch a TV program, but unless things are structured (or she’s constantly receiving input) she can’t just entertain herself. And, sleep is incredibly difficult. She now sleeps with a special weighted blanket. Some of it she’ll grow out of, some of it we’ll learn to teach her to deal with, some of it will just always be her. I don’t love “diagnoses”, but it will help her get help in our community, so we’ll go with it. And, they didn’t diagnose her with Autism of ADHD which I know she doesn’t have. But, it still stinks. It added to an already crappy day.
Then, there’s Ghana. The phone calls keep coming. The creepy ones have stopped, thank goodness. But, the concerned ones continue. Rightfully so, the situation is difficult. But, a lot of great people are helping. And, I hope to have some very good news very soon. I see light. Maybe it will disappear again, but I continue to hope. It is just SO time consuming. Hopefully, it will all be worth it.
Work. I mean the job that pays me. It has been put on the back burner for far too long. It needs attention, in a major way. FPD is helping me make more time to get back on track. But, he decided we needed a night just for us. So, he arranged for a babysitter and took me out for one of these.