It doesn’t happen often. Most of the time, Molly’s meltdowns consist of her internalizing and curling up on your lap until she feels safe again. Sometimes, though…her meltdowns are ugly and angry and violent. Today was one of those days. She was up and about during her sisters PT session today, which I usually try to avoid for the jealousy issue/mixing therapies. When one child is in therapy, I want the focus on them. But, we were all running a bit behind today, so Molly wasn’t ready to climb back into bed.

Sooo, she was up and about. Then she slowly started going into a meltdown. I sort of saw it coming…but thought we could nip it in the bud by letting her back in the living room to play with her sister. Instead she really started going. Screaming, fighting. So I picked her up to carry her back, get her changed, and put her in bed.

Halfway there, she bit me. Hard. On the boob. She managed to break the skin, but not draw blood. I’m going to have a pretty bruise tonight…and not one I can thank my husband for 😛