Wednesday, November 5, 2008

Day 79 on Lexapro.

Day 57 on Lamictal.

posted much, much later…

This morning, when I went into Em’s room, she did not want to get out of bed.

“Come on, Em,” I gently prodded. “This is an exciting day. You get to go to school and show your teacher that you learned how to color.”

Suddenly, her bright eyes twinkled with delight.

With the thought of showing off her new skill, she hopped out of bed and enthusiastically prepared for her exciting day.

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When I went to pick up her up from school, Em’s teacher approached me enthusiastically.

“What did you do?!” He asked in disbelief.

“I taught her how to color?” I guessed.

“Boy, did you!” He seemed thrilled. “She can really do it now and she’s very good!”

“That’s great!” I said excitedly.

“She came in and told me she had learned how to color and I didn’t know what to expect, but wow! I was thinking you should come up here and help me teach!”

I was so happy.

“What did you do?” He asked, still seemingly in disbelief.

“I just told her to fill it in.”

“But I’ve told her to do the same thing so many times!”

“I don’t know, then. We just sat down and colored together and I helped her along.”

“Well, you did a great job,” he said approvingly.

“Thank you,” I replied.

My heart swelled. I was so proud of Em and so happy about the bond we are now forming. I want her to be open to me helping her.

And this day, she was.