She's 5 now. Turned 5 on Sunday.
She wanted roller boots. Really wanted them. She had been trying to use some hand-me-downs that were far too big. So we bought roller boots. She was delighted. Then I tried to take her outside. I was holding onto her the whole time, but she was scared. So far, so normal. But her reaction was out of this world. We were stood in the street, with her yelling at the top of her voice that she couldn't do it, she was too scared, etc. She wasn't even moving, and I tried to reassure her. Then I told her that she needed to lower her voice (Sunday morning, relatively early). She just couldn't do it. She completely lost control of herself. I can't describe it properly...but it wasn't just a tantrum. She was beside herself.
She was sharing a room with her sisters (recently moved, boxes everywhere) but we'd managed to sort the house out so that DD2 and DD3 could share a room, and DD1 has her own room. She was delighted. So Mum and Dad come to visit. Dad very jokingly says 'ooh a lovely room, just right for me.' She went wild. She was red in the face, shouting at him that it was her room, that they couldn't live here, that he was being mean to her. I said 'oh darling, Grandad was only teasing' but it didn't pacify her at all. She was furious with him for teasing (he really didn't mean to wind her up, he didn't know that she would react like that, because normally I quietly prep her about jokes, etc., although I hadn't realised that I do it).
She's got obsessed with 101 Dalmations. Wants to watch it every day, several times a day. I decided to put on 102 Dalmations instead, earlier, and she said 'I don't like 102 Dalmations because it's not the same as 101 Dalmations.'
She still seems to mishear, or just not hear, when we talk to her at times. I can't work out if it's an attention thing, a hearing issue, or an understanding issue. She's quite bright, I think, doing well at school, but I wonder if she self-selects activities that she copes with.
This afternoon, her cousins visited. I asked them not to go upstairs. But DD2 and her cousin of similar age sneaked upstairs. DH didn't know, and started drilling a hole in a wall for a curtain batten. DD2 was so frightened by the noise, that she ran full pelt into her room, jumped onto her bed and sliced her back on a radiator bracket. She had been going fast enough that it sliced through her t-shirt, into her back, and I had to use stop spray to stop the bleeding and steri-strips to close the wound.
Now, it was upsetting for her, but her reaction was once again beyond reasonable. She was yelling at the top of her voice, completely irrational, completely unreachable, if you see what I mean. It's not just the screaming and yelling...it's the way her eyes go...like flashing fire.
DD1's home carer was here at the time (a really lovely lady, experienced and extremely good with DD1, who is a tricky character at times) and she said that there's 'something not right'.
What do I want you to say??? I don't know. I don't know what to do. I mean I can hardly go to the GP and say 'DD2 is throwing hissy fits when things are slightly unpredictable', can I? At least DD1 was falling over. That gave me the excuse to say 'what's going on here?'