@RedRegular it's been a traumatic few years, hasn't it? Of course you worry about stunting the precious growth you've worked so hard to cultivate. Even if your worst fears materialise, that means we've got almost 20 years to Goose-plot a secure future for your girl... What can we do to help? I wondered if somehow we could get the girls chatting. I'm not sure if it would work, but I'm wondering if we could somehow engineer a WhatsApp conversation between DD3 and DD? DD3 is very passionate about justice and social issues and environmental issues, so they may find some common ground to rant?
We've got the base in. I was largely doing it by myself, but joyously, DD2 asked if I needed help. I genuinely can't express how rare and amazing this is. She normally wouldn't even notice that I'm busy, or it wouldn't occur to her that she could do something to make me less busy or make the task easier. She willingly carried and placed heavy plastic pallets, constantly lifting and replacing them as I levelled them up.
We went over to the a new builders' yard we haven't been to before to buy insulation. I love those places - Aladdin's cave. I'd forgotten to take the wheelchair out of the car but thankfully the new car is a mammoth and there was room for it all.
I've asked the care agency to hold off starting for a couple of weeks so we can get the cabin done. I really want this agency to start well with DD1, so it's worth waiting until she has a usable space to call hers.
DD1 had the psychologist today. She didn't engage well and was quite dysregulated. The psychologist is a bit worried that we're seeing a manic depression pattern.
DD3's 'phase of acceptance' has ended and she's back into turmoil about her teacher leaving. I don't think I appreciated that next week the teacher isn't on timetable, so everything changes from Monday.