Jesus christ bros, what a fucking week. First week of school. My oldest starts first grade. Of course she loves it and is amazing at it. She's so weird, weird as in I can't believe she came from me. She's beautiful, outgoing, loves people, loves school. I feel bad ever getting on to her or whatever, because she is so generally well behaved and awesome.
My middle child... fuck bros, I don't know what to do anymore, I just don't. Her behavior at her preschool continues. Or continued, I should say. She was kicked out today. She's been doing before and after care at the preschool and we met with the administrator yesterday because on Monday the teacher was restraining her and ended up giving her nursemaid's elbow. I was pissed, and rightly so, because she was in horrible pain and the administrator didn't believe her. We talked, I told her we are doing everything we can, she's just waiting to see a psychologist, I have no idea where this extreme behavior comes from... keep in mind my wife works at this place, I am talking to my wife's boss. We told them that her kindergarten teacher is aware and is working with us. She has only had a couple of issues in kindergarten, and both were in P.E., which is a combined class with a ton of kids and in a loud area, idk if that has anything to do with it, I don't know anything. Anyway, today she ran away from the bus driver as the preschool people were taking her to school. How she got out of the bus or away from them I don't know, doesn't matter, she's kicked out.
Then my wife calls me, says the school has been trying to get ahold of me. Apparently she had another incident in P.E. and they couldn't get her calmed down, she was freaking out in the principal's office, disrobing, throwing her shoes, shit herself, and they want a conference. I feel like screaming or crying or fucking something I am so god damn frustrated and I have no idea what to do, and neither does anyone else. That preschool admin bitch, for all her talk about "we need to encourage her to make good choices" doesn't know what the fuck is going on or how to get through to her.
I'm just lucky she didn't get kicked out of kindergarten, yet. If she does, my wife will have to quit working because even if we could find a preschool that would take her after being kicked out of two schools in a week, we couldn't afford it, the only reason we could afford her other preschool is because my wife worked there. So then she'll spiral into depression and fun times.
One good piece of news: the approval came in from the insurance. I called the psychologist and practically fucking begged her voicemail to give us an appointment.