I want to be the parent who acts calmly. I want to be the...
Jesus Christ, will someone shut that goddamned dog up! He's been barking for 45 freaking minutes already!
What was I saying? Oh, yeah, the parent who responds to behavior rationally, not emotionally. But apparently I can't do that. He throws his food on the floor and bangs his fork repeatedly on his plate, and I snatch it away from him. He screams and throws his milk cup across the room, and I yell at him. He hits me with a Tinker Toy stick, and I put him roughly onto the timeout stool. I have never hit him, though, and have no fear that I ever will. I've just been doing a lot of yelling, and he's doing a lot of screaming. Did you hear us in WalMart this morning?
Oh, great. The cat's throwing up in the other room.
Anyway, there you go: evidence that it's not all peaches and cream in the Rodius household.
4 comments:
Oh, stop telling such lies about that angel child who is related to me!!
Seriously, I wish I had some exceptionally wise and insightful advice to give, but alas I do not. You'll get through it with more grace than many do, but it might be long time before you reach the "look back and laugh" stage. Sending you all my best love . . .
Hey, I'm not Anonymous, no way. I'm trying that again. More love . . .
I had a hard time with the comments like "It's normal" (although it is) and "It will pass" (although it will) and "you are doing a great job" (and you are). Sometimes, when your in the middle of it you just want someone to acknowledge it is hard and it is tiring (because it is).
It's a tough time, thank god for all those great times that make it totally worth it huh?
He is an angel child, except when he's not. Writing about it makes it easier. Thanks for the support!
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