I had my first therapy session last week. First, real paid for, real psychologist, real office appointment. I have received counseling before (actually a lot!) but always from the church. It was very interesting.
We started seeing this lady three weeks ago for Connor. After trying to get him in school this year we saw first hand how severe his fear and anxiety really was. The school suggested we get him some help. We pulled him out of school, again, and put on our home school boot straps once again. After our first session with the counselor she suggested that I meet with her own my own as well. Ha, ok!
I must confess, it was nice to have someone listen to me and ask me questions. And I didn't have to reciprocate, it was all about me. I couldn't help but try to analyze her every question in my head and wonder, "why did she ask that?". It was kind of fun. And refreshing.
Her goal is to have Connor back in school by 2nd semester. I am just trying to get him to feel comfortable without me in the counselor's room. But if she knows all the tricks, ok! She is having us use a technique disciplining our kids called 1-2-3 Magic. No lie, it is magic! I had to laugh when she gave it to me because on my nightstand is the current parenting book I am reading called, Don't Make Me Count To Three. But 1-2-3 Magic is not counting to three, it is three warnings so I will keep reading the other one and hope they can work together.
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