{She hasn't ever enjoyed her car seat- in fact, she cried all the way home from the hospital as a teeny newborn. Although she doesn't always cry, most times she fights it. Getting in is fine and she usually is happy to be going somewhere. The "fighting" (as we've dubbed it) means she pushes on her thighs with her hands and her legs lift up against her hands. It's a small, but fluid motion and requires many reminders to ask her to stop. There are times when she's so resistant, she almost doesn't even hear us. If one of the kids is paying attention, they can set their hand on her leg and she's perfectly fine. Not very comfortable for them, but it calms her. At the end of September, we are making a long trip to see my brother get married. Needless to say, after only 25 minutes of crying, I wondered how the six of us will survive a trip to the coast.}
Later that day, as she and I spent the afternoon in the backyard together, I sat on my chair reflecting on her and who she is. I knew I had to redirect my thinking from frustration to doing something that I know Sarah loves. And that was to take her for a walk to a park. She loves going to playgrounds, especially when there's no one else there. Again, I think it has to do with her sensory issues and if she only has to worry about herself and not what the other kids may do, she's much more relaxed.
At the top of her "mountain" and she was the queen!
On Sunday, I suggested that we head downtown and check out the Legislative grounds. It was a lovely day and when we arrived, it wasn't even that busy. Sarah loved wading in the pools. Once she realized that her dress could get wet, she had a wonderful time splashing and playing in the water. After the rough beginning to our weekend, I'm so thankful I was able to make it a special time for Sarah and the rest of the family.
