Today, our therapist learned that Junior and I are not perfect, and that we fight just like everyone else. probably not as often as most couples, but when I get pissed off, well, I get PISSED OFF. I don't want to go into details, because, well, it's really not that big of a deal. Let's just say that Junior did something that really hurt my feelings, and I was not talking to him. So we go into therapy today, and Elizabeth (our therapist) asks me how I feel about something, and I told her that I was mad at Junior and not speaking to him, so I was not the best person to ask questions to. This, of course, led to questions about why I was mad at him, and it ended with me in tears, throwing tissues at my husband. Of course, things are fine now, and talking helped Junior to see why I was so upset with him. That's one of the best things about therapy...we talk, we resolve things, and we move on. I think that is one of the biggest things I love about my marriage...we don't hold grudges, and we never get nasty with each other. There is never name calling, or things said that we later wish we could take back.
Other than that, therapy was fine. I gave Elizabeth the plant and she loved it. Actually, Brandi gave it to her. And speaking of Brandi, my kid is so smart. I mean, seriously smart. I had a conference with her teacher yesterday, and she went over some test scores with me that blew me away. They do MAP testing, and for 3rd graders, they should score a 192 in math and reading, and a 193 in language. Brandi scored a 213 in reading and language, and a 215 in math. Her teacher said these are 5/6th grade scores. I was blown away. I always knew she was smarter than kids her age, but I didn't think she was that far advanced. I worry now that she will get bored in school. Hopefully, the advanced classes she is in will keep her challenged.
Okay, so this blog is not supposed to be about the kids. It's supposed to be about me. But, I guess a big part of who I am is a mom. And I love it.