I would be lying if I said that I was completely enamored by PB. I realize she's only been in our family for 4 weeks, but there are times I really do not like her. Don't get me wrong, she is amazing. And I would not blame these times I am not enamored by her on her, but take complete responsibility for the fact that I need to focus on getting to know her more and embrace OUR new family. Overall, she is a great fit for our family. She loves Jelly very, very much (and tells anyone who asks her--in English or Chinese). Jelly really, really loves PB as well. She certainly complements are family quite well. But there are times that I think, why did we change what we had? Life with Jelly was plenty. PB is a negotiator (in fact, she should consider studying law!). And its constant negotiation. Constant. It could be bedtime, how long she talks to her friends, when she takes a shower, what she can eat (and how much!) or any other host of possibilities. It becomes exhausting at times.
One area that we started working on over the past few days is food. I don't recall it being much of an issue in China, but once we got home she began overeating. I'm not just talking about occasionally binging on a food. I mean eating 2 whole sandwiches (complete with 4 pieces of bread, turkey, cheese and peanut butter) in addition to rice or noodles or whatever we are having. The girl is not THAT big. Seriously. There is no way that she can eat 2 grill cheese sandwiches, a ton of watermelon, some strawberries and juice for one meal. She was doing this 2-3 meals a day. I don't know how her stomach did not hurt all the time. At first, we took the approach of her not feeling like we were restricting her access to food and letting her eat whatever she wanted. But, as it became apparent after being home for a week that she was going to keep doing this, we talked to both our play therapist and a social worker from the agency. Both suggested we control how much we make (such as 4 sandwiches for 4 people) and simply say, everyone is only having 1 sandwich. However, if you are still hungry you can have...(for us it was: apple, carrots, or whatever fresh veggies we had on hand). The first few times I implemented this approach, she went to KC and asked if she could have another sandwich since she did not like my answer.
Another problem we have is patience. PB can be very demanding. Very.very.very demanding. When she wants something, she wants it N.O.W. Case in point: she told me Monday night she wanted a haircut (aka take me to get a haircut right now). I told her that we could not go Tuesday and I was not sure if we could on Wednesday (as I had 2 appointments--1 for her and 1 for JB). I cannot even count the number of times she asked when she was getting her haircut today (Wednesday). This week is the last week that KC is home on leave. Consequently, we've scheduled a million appointments for this week. So, Thursday we again have 2 appointments. I keep telling her that maybe we can go in the morning, and she does not like the word "maybe". She wants DEFINITE plans. Well, my definite plans would be that she would have to wait until next week or she can have KC take her. She's made it clear that she wants me to take her. So, she must wait. We had this same waiting problem when we were traveling as well. I knew she'd be hungry on the plane, but she refused to eat before we got on the plane "because she was not hungry". Just as I suspected, she turned to me an hour before landing saying "I'm hungry." There was not one thing I could do...she just had to wait. Let me again say...she HATES waiting.
Overall, PB is doing well (especially considering we've had her less than a month and she's only been home 2 weeks). We're adjusting to the changes. We've had some rough patches...but we've had some fun, too. She truly has joy and we'll be fine. But some days...and at some points...
Wednesday, May 18, 2011
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Hopefully the negotiating will go away as she learns to communicate better. I imagine that is very hard to handle.
I suppose her impatience is typical for a teenager. She also probably under the mistaken opinion that you will move the stars to make her happy. Not that you won't but you know what I mean, I hope.
Glad that overall things are going well.
I saw your post on my blog...we've got a lot of the same stories going on...our Peanut is 4, and Big Girl is 9.5, home 6 months. The things you are talking about in this post...the food consumption, the impatience etc are all here too. She can take down more than my husband at dinner. We've started peeling her back a bit now...it's just not healthy for a 9.5 year old to eat 1.5 burgers, a huge potato salad, peas, and an orange for dinner with 2 glasses of milk!
And the impatience! Both my girls...OMG. I've instituted the "three pesters and you are out rule." If I hear it more than 3 times, you don't get it. Big Girl now will cover her mouth and roll around on the couch to stop herself - usually about learning to ride her bike (she needs husband home to help cause I can't hold her up on her bike), and with that one, I got to the point I told her she would not get it period if I heard about it till he came home.
We've also got clinginess. She is the velcro baby I never had in Peanut. We've had to tell her enough - as in, trip over her 4 times in the time it takes to make a sandwich. And now we're getting attitude.
But her English - oh my, she's been functionally fluent for at least 2 months. And she's sooo good with sister...usually. She loves on all of us (husband less, but still she adores him) with abandon. It's been quite an amazing adventure getting to know her.
Just wanted to say Hi and say "yup" to so much you've posted!
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