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agee
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I volunteered in my son's classroom today and I spent some time with some of the other kids and since then I've been overcome with feelings of sadness and jealousy of their parents. One little boy in particular really struck me - he was so sweet and normal - talkative, smart, and anxious to please. With the exception of the smart part, which my difficult child certainly is, he was the opposite of my child.
I'm just bummed. When we adopted my son this was obviously not what we wanted. I think I'm having residual pain from my miscarriages right now plus years of sadness.
Doesn't help that we're going through medication changes and my son was literally rolling on the floor of his classroom while the other kids were doing their project.
I know some of you all have been where I am right now. No need to reply. I just needed to tell someone who isn't my husband.
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I'm just bummed. When we adopted my son this was obviously not what we wanted. I think I'm having residual pain from my miscarriages right now plus years of sadness.
Doesn't help that we're going through medication changes and my son was literally rolling on the floor of his classroom while the other kids were doing their project.
I know some of you all have been where I am right now. No need to reply. I just needed to tell someone who isn't my husband.
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