this is what Jessica told me last night. After several conversations with doctor and therapist, I am convinced that it's all part of testing new boundaries. She and I had had a conversation about what suicide is after we saw a program about transgender children that mentioned high suicide rates. I told her that the great thing is that we will never have to worry about suicide, because we always have each other to talk to.
So last night, after not getting something that she wanted, she threw a fit. I didn't give in, so she thought up the worst thing she could think of -- threatening to kill herself. I didn't care if it was all for show -- I took it seriously. I called the ped and the therapist. And they both convinced me that this is in line with other new behaviors she is showing. I liken them to PMS -- one minute she's sweet, the next minute she's snarling. She had our wonderful nanny in tears the other day -- screaming at her to go back to the Dominican Republic.
Thank God for good counselors, because I am learning this is par for the course. Wish us luck -- it's a bumpy ride that's getting bumpier all the time.
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