A Promise and the Next Phase-Preventing Anxiety Attacks

Yay for summer!
Yay for summer!

If y’all remember, over a year ago this past March my daughter was diagnosed with Childhood Anxiety Disorder.  It was a traumatic and downright scary time for us both, for my family, and for those close friends of mine with whom I was able to share EXACTLY what was happening in the Yellow Submarine.  One of many things I will never forget from last year’s experience was our therapist telling me, “I promise you this will get better!”

Nope.  I will never forget.

Very few people make promises they actually keep.  Most of the time when someone says, “I promise…” my mind immediately hears the mumbling of Charlie Brown’s teacher, wa-wa, wa-wa, wa-waaaaaaaa.

But, I needed this promise so desperately, and she knew it.  She knew it, and more than that, she knew I was the kind of parent who would do ANYTHING to help Maycee get better.  With her promise came the knowledge of my conviction as well as the belief that my daughter, even at age 9, was completely capable of learning how to handle her anxiety.

At the end of last school year, when other kids were excited for summer and cheering as they left the campus, my daughter was nervous and fretting.  She had just gotten back to attending class in May.  She had just gotten to the point of being able to walk across the blacktop and stand in line with her friends before the bell rang in the morning.  And, with the ending of school came the beginning of camp.  Transition.  The unknown.  “Buttface” (this is the name we gave Maycee’s anxiety) material everywhere.

We had to practice going to the Boys and Girls Club the weekend before; not once, not twice, but multiple times.  We had to discuss exactly what the plan was for the first day–driving there, walking to the front door, entering, meeting J., the head counselor, me kissing her on the cheek and then saying good-bye.  Last year, this was what we had to do to survive the transition with minimal negative effects (i.e. tantrums and panic attacks).  Last year I didn’t breathe until I was driving away from the Club campus knowing my sweet girl was going to be okay.

This year, as the school bell rang on the last day, Maycee came out of her classroom smiling brightly, arm-in-arm with her best friend.  The hooting and hollering of happy kids surrounded us as we hugged her teacher and gathered her things.  This year we enjoyed the weekend before transitioning to camp to its fullest with lots of horsey time and relaxing.  We still discussed the transition, but the physical practice wasn’t necessary.  And, when last Monday morning arrived, only a slight amount of trepidation settled in my stomach.  Heading to the Club Maycee was also bit nervous, but mostly excited,  for what adventures lie ahead.  The unknown was alright.

We preceded week one of summer camp with a visit to our therapist–a check-in to see how everything was going.  Even with the success of this past school year and transitions becoming easier, Buttface still hangs around in familiar places.  The anxiety is always there to some extent.  I wondered and asked, “Will it ever go away?”

Her answer: MAYBE.  In her assessment of Maycee’s progress, she said we were now ready for the NEXT PHASE of therapy, which involves PREVENTING anxiety. We’ve spent the last year learning how to manage it and how to handle triggers, so now it’s time to work on prevention.  Bingo!

Here’s what’s on the agenda:

1. Mindfulness Meditation for 10-15 minutes per day.  Yes, kids can do it.  Maycee has been using our bench swing in the backyard, concentrating on the movement of her legs to push the swing and back again.  If her mind wanders, she comes back to her legs.  Push, swing, push, swing… I’ve been spending time in quiet, listening to my breathing.  Mindfulness Meditation helps keep us centered on what is happening right now.  Being in the moment helps prevent anxiety, which often feeds off a bad case of the “what-ifs”.

2. Talking about what kind of kid Maycee wants to be before we go out (i.e. to the ranch).  Does she want to be an obedient child who listens to Mom, is calm, cooperative and sets a good example (to name a few possibilities)?  Talking about how Maycee wants to see herself and be seen helps avoid behavioral pitfalls that occur when we are doing things together.  When behavior is under control, Buttface stays away.

3. Being grateful.  Yes!  Each night we now share one thing that made us grateful during the day.  The idea is to stay away from material inferences and avoid generalizations.  So, instead of saying, “I’m so grateful Mom bought me that horse halter I wanted!”  or “I’m grateful for you, Mom.” she might say, “I’m grateful we spent time together shopping for horse halters.”  The gratitude is about the togetherness not the purchase; it’s also specific.  When we express gratitude, we tend to feel more peaceful as well as happier, which makes it pretty darn hard to be anxious.

We were told to do these tasks daily, and the “prevention muscle” would get stronger.  With immediate action the promise made a year ago continues to be fulfilled.  I’ve already noticed a difference in both Maycee and myself, but I’m not surprised by this.

Not in the least.

I wanted to give an update on this part of my life because I know there are others who have children struggling with Childhood Anxiety Disorder.  I’ve linked my original post on the topic here.  Cognitive Behavioral Therapy works, but it takes time and diligence from both parent and child.  It’s not easy, however, nothing worth while ever is, right? 

Thanks for reading, and may promises and progress be with you as summer vacation begins!








Author: singleworkingmomswm

I love to write, and I love raising my daughter. The two combined have prompted me to create a blog about being a single working mom. Life's a trip, and I tend to take the windy roads.

16 thoughts on “A Promise and the Next Phase-Preventing Anxiety Attacks”

    1. Thanks, Lisha! It’s really hard to convey to folks who haven’t gone through it what it’s like to live with an anxious child or with true anxiety period. But, just as much, it’s a relief when someone DOES get it, so thanks for reading and commenting! XOXO-Kasey

  1. I am so pleased and happy this is moving through to another phase for both of you. I could have danced a bit for Maycee, another school year and far more peaceful, with a bit more grace. Yeah, both of you. What a wonderful promise to see fulfilled.

    1. Thanks so much, Valentine! This past year has been the best, I think, because of all we went through the prior year. Challenges help us grow when we overcome them, and they also make us appreciate the good times more. 🙂 XOXO-Kasey

  2. I’m so glad for the progress you describe!

    I’ve tried to engage D in mindfulness exercises (since they’re so helpful to keep me in the now, and he already shows some hints of the same), but so far, he’s not open to them. I hope perhaps he’ll someday find them useful, too.

    We talk about gratitude, but most nights, I have to coax him into telling what–apart from me–he’s thankful for. He usually insists “nothing,” but then expands a little when I throw out suggestions. (For example, “How about sweets?” “Yes! I love it when you take me for milkshakes!”)

    1. That’s great, Deb. Lil’ D is probably still a bit young, that’s all. Maycee is ten now (10 1/2, yikes), and she’s also a mature 10, but even she has a little trouble grasping the concept of mindfulness fully. She is willing to do it, though, and I think that is why it’s working even if her meditation is busier than we normally think of when envisioning the process. The gratitude at night, she loves, though. Last night she named 5 things from the day! Ha, ha…Just putting it out there to our kids is awesome, as the earlier we teach it, the more it will become a part of them. Hugs! XOXO-Kasey

  3. Hi Kasey! Allison told me she was following your blog. That so excites me! We didn’t get to see much of you as you grew up, but looking back, I can see that you and her were probably similar in many ways other than blood! Anyway, I enjoyed your blog and getting a glimpse into your life! A great way to be in touch! Myself, though, am not a writer, blogger or journalling person. But I will respond to what I have read! I wanted to share with you that for mother’s day, Allison bought me a book titled “A Thousand Gifts” and told me it was fabulous. That recommendation from her made me jump right into reading it. You also may find it interesting as it is about being thankful, grateful, for things we don’t even stop to think about. About taking in the moment! It makes you look at “thankful” a bit differently. I am now reading it again as it contained so much to think about. Just wanted to share and I have signed up for your blog and look forward to reading it!

    Aunt Patty

    1. Thanks, Aunt Patty, and I’m glad to have you on board here. My blog is quite the chronicle of my life, particularly the last 6 years or so. I appreciate you reading and sharing here, too! The book sounds wonderful, so I will have to Google it! 🙂 And, it has really been neat to find Allison and find that we share something such as this. Love n hugs, Kasey

  4. Your daughter is lucky to have such a supportive and loving mom! I can only imagine how hard it’s been on both of you, but she sounds like she’s making terrific progress. Meditation is great for everyone, and how wonderful that she can do it at such a young age! Thanks for this honest and insightful post. — Meredith

  5. Maycee is blessed to have such a dedicated mom. I knew from the beginning of this journey that the two of would come out just fine. I’m so glad you’re both doing well. big hugs

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