Husband and I have been discussing Diva’s anxieties. It’s a little over the top. She gets worked up over little things very, very easily. Sometimes it’s almost funny but most times it’s holy-crap-frustrating.
Case in point:
She has a good bye routine down to a science. It has to be done at bedtime, at school and when Dad leaves for work. It goes something like this-
First is a round of blowing and catching kisses…called “catch the kiss.” And if it’s Dad saying goodbye before work, he has to do a funny tie trick first. Then….
Diva: Good bye!
Diva: I love you!
Us: I love you TOO. (It has, HAS to be I love you TOO…not I love you.)
Diva: See you later alligator!
Diva: See you later crocodile!
Diva: See you later!
Nothing can be altered. We veer off the path of this script and we pay for it. Dearly.
While I understand that many children have their little routines, I believe hers is heavily laden with some unexplainable anxiety. If Dad is running late in the morning and forgets part of this routine she will run…screaming down the street and will be inconsolable for the next 15 minutes. I actually am starting to feel for her because I don’t think she can help it. So we’ve been researching ideas to help her cope. Poor girl.
I’m beginning to realize that most of her poor behavior stems from this general problem; that she can’t control her anxiousness. Because she is truly the sweetest, brightest, most caring five year-old I know. I don’t worry at all how she’ll be with her new baby brother. She will be his second mother. No doubt.