Right now, we are riding a giant rollercoaster. Our mornings are not “typical” at this point. They are either really great or really not. Today, the morning drop off went well. It was quick, to the point, and no scene was made. No f bombs or emotional outburst! Whew!
However, yesterday was a different story!
Yesterday morning was uneventful until arriving at the school office. My son’s anxiety quickly escalated and his behavior warranted the need to go back home. It was several hours before my TBP was back in class due to this very stressful morning. I have to admit that I was “not feeling the love” when I picked him up from school at the end of the day. The secretaries did their best to reassure me that things are getting better.
As a family, we have had numerous conversations about the value of school, the need to treat people with respect, and the importance to act in a way that doesn’t cause problems for other people. Intellectually, these conversations go well. But when it is time to put these words into actions… that’s where things can still fall apart!
Since there was no Mine Craft yesterday, there was a lot of extra time at home. I explained that his decisions impacted my abilities to complete my job. Because of this, he did household chores as I was catching up on work and email. He did his own laundry, unloaded the dishwasher, swept the floors, made his lunch, and completed his daily reading with little complaining. He was disappointed when later I turned down the offer to play a board game. I reminded him that I wouldn’t have time for that with all of the work that I needed to finish. Did it impact my day and work? Absolutely. Did I lay it on a little thick to prove a point? Yes.
I reiterated the fact that there would be no Mine Craft until positive behavior was taking place. Responsible behavior means the opportunity to work with expensive items such as a computer and/or I pad. Let’s be perfectly clear…I don’t enjoy when Mine Craft is taken away. On these days, the dog is followed and bothered, there is more whining, and the afternoon drags on. However, my son needs many reminders that when I say something…I mean it.
Parenting is a hard job! It is 24/7 and it doesn’t slow down when you are tired, overwhelmed, sick, busy, etc. I feel some level of guilt and embarrassment for saying this, but it is true.
In addition to the “parenting is hard’ truth, here are a few other truths:
- My son is loved, wanted, and is the center of my world
- He is bright, sweet, and caring and brings me great joy
- There are times when his actions are frustrating and disappointing
- I love being his mom
At some point, I expect that the morning drop off will be a non-issue. I’m sure there will be other issues…maybe even more irritating. Sigh…
I guess all that we can do at this point is hold on tight and try to enjoy the ride!