January 21st marks the third anniversary of Abi coming home to our family.
This weekend, she passed some significant social/attachment milestones. First, she went on a play date. I know it doesn't sound like much, but the fact that she was able to spend two hours at a friend's house without becoming dysregulated is not something she has been able to do before. I suspect it brought unconscious memories of being transferred to a different orphanage and thus sparked feelings of loss for her.
This weekend, she seemed able to handle it for the most part. (She did get a bit of a six-year-old swelled head and bragged to her little brother unmercifully, but that's an entirely different thing.) I'm so glad she is secure enough with us as her family to go on a play date and know within the core of her being that we'll come back for her.
The other thing she did was participate in a friend's birthday party. Crowds haven't usually been her thing and she gets pretty upset, or worse, gets in the creepy, attention-grabbing mode that she used for survival in the orphanage. This time, she did neither! She participated in the games and the free-play and acted like a regular kid. Part of the group. Secretly, I cheered the whole time as I watched her.