So...Elliott's beginning to hold his urine in again. I had bought Ryan tickets to see the Beatles "Love" show in Las Vegas next week, and I just got off the phone canceling both our hotel and tickets. The people I spoke with were very sympathetic and gave me a full refund, luckily. Ryan and I were both very much looking forward to this little get away. Oh well.
Elliott starts a new summer program with the school district on Monday as well and I don't want to miss that. We were offered the class very last minute (as in yesterday), and so I want to make sure it will be an appropriate placement for him. Given that he is not peeing and starting a new preschool, we didn't feel right leaving.
I wish I could know that everything will be okay, and I wish Elliott didn't have such a limited vocabulary. He can say, "I want snacks." He can't say, "It hurts when I pee" or "I'm uncomfortable" or "I'm upset that I finished my last day at my old preschool today" or "I'm not ready for potty training" or whatever it is that is causing this problem.
There are only questions and no answers. I feel sorry for him and I feel sorry for Ryan and I feel sorry for Ben and I feel sorry for myself. I guess I should be more positive, but I'm not feeling it right now.