Julianna is a drama queen.
Having raised one before, you’d think I’d be better at it. But the truth is that when you’re raising a drama queen, there’s no one solution that will always work. You can try indulging it, you can try fighting it. You can ignore it, but it rarely goes away on it’s own.
She and Jessie are so alike that’s it’s frustrating for everyone. I have to mentally remind myself that they are not, in fact, the same person just separated by seven years. They’re both brilliant and imaginative, with huge emotions, a tendency to hold a grudge, and a fiercely independent streak that makes everything harder than it needs to be.
Sam’s still the one that I think of as my easiest kid – which is ironic, as he’s the one with an anxiety disorder, a print disability and still gets stomach pain severe enough to require meds a few times a month. But he is easier, in a lot of ways. He flows with it – whatever it is. Unless of course, it’s something that he absolutely refuses to do.
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