Yesterday Lexi cried a few minutes before her first class was over, but since then she hasn’t cried at all. She really misses her friends and teachers. I’ve said it a million times: I can’t believe my kid of all kids is popular. I was known by people I grew up with, but I was never popular because to this day I hang out with all different kinds of people and I am much more of a loner than my daughter is. It isn’t like I have no friends, but I like my independence, especially now that I am a single mom with skitzoaffective disorder with a kid who has nonverbal Autism.
Today’s teaching went well: she managed to do three classes without getting upset or wanting to leave. We took a walk for gym class and I got her some new crayons since I can’t seem to find a box around the house that has every basic color. The fact that she’s sitting with me when we have to color and doesn’t run away is a big improvement.
I’ve been spending a lot of time with my daughter the past six weeks or so. I really need to struggle snuggle with somebody and usually at some point in every day Lexi has been cuddling with me. I guess that’s a big reason why I don’t really miss having a boyfriend: I already have someone to cuddle with all of the time. It’s her way of telling me she loves me.
Girls Who Wear Glasses 