The Nutcracker was a tremendous success for all involved. Miss Debbie really pulled the troops together. Ryan was in three dances, and was very proud of his three different costumes. First he was a solder battling the Rat King.
|Ryan is the tiny one at center.|
|Photo by his teacher, who had much better seats than we did.|
|Again, tiny one at center.|
He was rightfully proud of himself.
After Nutcracker, there was another week of school, and then the dreaded Winter Break began. I am not a fan of school breaks, because the sudden change in schedule makes it really hard for Ryan to regulate his behaviors and emotions, and when Ryan feels distress, we all feel distress. This break was especially hard for me because I was still distraught over that whole never-being-able-to-play-roller-derby-again thing. Put me in a stressful situation and take away my primary coping mechanism, my mind goes to some pretty dark corners.
Then, after a full year of anticipation, Christmas finally came.
Then when school finally resumed, there were 1 1/2 snow days and some tearing of hair. Then I started taking classes at a boxing/kickboxing gym to see if that will fill part of the derby-shaped hole in my life. My therapist has advised against relying on aggressive sports as a substitute for feeling my feelings, but I'm not yet convinced that it would be better to sit and mindfully observe my own sadness than to throw a solid punch.
We now return you to my regularly-scheduled life.