A few months ago, the psychologist we've been working with remarked that Katya might actually be about to head into puberty. Her intense emotionality had sparked such a conjecture, but I hadn't thought too much about it. Sure, she often sounded like a preteen ("I can't wear that outfit today! I may have picked it out last night, but it doesn't express how I feeeeeel today!!!"), but... come on... she's SEVEN!
Then last night I curled up in her bed with her to give her a massage. I hoped that it would relax her, helping her to fall asleep more easily. It did relax her somewhat, but she wanted to talk... And talk... And talk... I think she needed to, though, and it was nice to talk in such a calm setting.
What I hadn't been prepared to notice, however, was that it's time to pick up some girly deodorant for her. REALLY time. And she had just had a shower with plenty of apricot soap.
That opened my eyes... And I realized that there were other signs, too... I've done a bit of research today about early puberty, and I still can't wrap my mind around it. She's not heavy in the least (although she was a little chubby until a growth spurt this fall), so I doubt her hormones have been kicked into gear by the extra fat (that's a leading theory for early onset of puberty). Another theory is the prevalence of hormones in children's diets these days... But since moving to Russia, she's been on a pretty much organic diet, with almost no artificial foods!
I kind of hoped that an early start to puberty would mean an earlier end to it, but nowhere have I read that... I do hope it doesn't happen too fast; her growth (height) could be stunted as a result and she simply isn't ready to handle this.
I'm trying to make it into a positive thing for her, though, and tomorrow we're going to have special "Katya/Mommy" time to go pick out a really pretty deodorant.
Have any of your kids gone through similar changes this young??!! It's crazy!
I must confess, though, that realizing just what she's going through biologically makes it a whole lot easier to deal with her difficult outbursts lately. I know I put you through hell, Mom, when I hit puberty... But you got to wait until I was in fifth/sixth grade!