Last night you were getting a bit ornery at dinner. I finished and went downstairs to do some school work while dad cleaned you and the kitchen up. I heard you start screaming and crying like you had been beaten. I ran upstairs (well, as much as I can run at this point) to see if dad had spanked you or put you in time out or you had hurt yourself. When I got up there, he was holding you with a bit smile on his face. When I asked what happened, he said to me, "I ate one of your Dove dark chocolate eggs. She started yelling at me and getting all upset because she said it was your chocolate."
You are having more melt downs lately over things that never bothered you before or are inconsequential. When I've gotten in the shower the past couple nights, you've started crying, "I don't want you to shower." Not sure what you think is going to happen to me... All last week when I dropped you off at Shawn's, when I would go to leave, you'd start crying and "Mama"-ing with outstretched arms. Maybe you know Stella is getting closer to being here or something. If you're like this now, I'm a bit concerned about what you'll be like when I have to take care of Stella and not attend to your every need. I'm trying to work on some of those things now -- making you wait for things or do things on your own that you never did before. It's going over with mixed reviews.
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