Life
Monday, August 20th, 2007Yesterday had to be one of the hardest days I have had physcally, mentally, spiritually and emotionally. This week my husband is out of town for work, I start school again, and the special needs foster child we will hopefully adopt starts a whole new school. Our foster child does not handle change very well. He is a large 11 year old. He got upset yesterday during an art project and pretty much freaked out. I had to carry him out of the building we were in… and hold him down as he was hitting, kicking, biting and trying to run away. Once we got home he proceeded to kick holes in my walls and punch me more. I am REALLY grateful for my body, that I am strong enugh to move him around and keep myself safe. I could have NEVER done any of that if I did not choose to go to the gym and work out. I dont know if we will have any peace this week, but I am glad that I am able to keep myself and him safe when he is "blowing out".






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