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<blockquote data-quote="JulienSam" data-source="post: 148149" data-attributes="member: 4575"><p>I had to run errands this morning with- Sam. First he wasn't happy with the clothes I picked for him, but refused to pick out others for himself -- he didn't want to go all the way back upstairs. Then once I got the new clothes, he didn't want to get himself dressed -- so for the purpose of getting out the door sooner rather than later, I dressed him.</p><p></p><p>At our second stop I bought him a bag of M & M's -- and said I would get him a Sprite at Wal-mart if he made good choices. This is usually a pretty good incentive for him. We made it through Wal-Mart without any problems, and I also bought him a small container of goldfish crackers to have at lunch.</p><p></p><p>Next stop Meijer (another big box grocery/dept. store). I didn't even get through the Health & Beauty Dept., let alone get anything else on my list. He saw a Spiderman toothbrush and HAD to have it. I said no -- I had said as we were walking into the store that I had already purchased enough for him today -- no more. He refused to put the toothbrush back -- I stood my ground. I told him we were leaving the store -- I'd get groceries later (even though we have NOTHING to eat at home for lunch or dinner). He still wouldn't put the toothbrush back and actually ran out the door with it. I followed him, leaving my cart with the few things I was actually able to pick up, and told him I'd call the police myself if he didn't go back into the store & put the toothbrush back. He did go back into the store, I grabbed the toothbrush, threw it in the cart, grabbed Sam and carried him outside of the store.</p><p></p><p>He did the passive resistance thing in the parking lot once I put him down -- laying down & refusing to move. So I picked him up again (he's a BIG boy -- probably 60 lbs.), managed to get the car unlocked & put him in his booster seat with seatbelt. He proceeded to undo his seatbelt & get out of the car -- twice. I finally got him to come back over to the car and put him back in -- this time he stayed but kicked the heck out of my seat.</p><p></p><p>Of course during all of this he's pinching, hitting, punching me. My wrist still hurts -- I don't know if it's from picking him up or him hitting me. </p><p></p><p>Called husband on the way home -- crying of course. I just can't take living like this every day. It seems like the past few weeks things have been getting worse -- or maybe I'm just worn down. Or both. I didn't want husband to have to come home for this because he already took yesterday off to give me a break. Luckily he does have an appointment. on our side of town early this afternoon & can come home after that.</p><p></p><p>Called the pediatrician. office --- I just don't know what to do. We're not seeing a therapist at the moment -- waiting for the school evaluation to come back (which we'll hear about tomorrow at our case conference). What I'd really like to have happen --- someone to come, take him away, make him better & return a sane, loving child back to me. Sounds terrible, I know. And easier than it really is.</p><p></p><p>I know I've been a decent mom -- my daughter is a wonderful child (of course each child is different, but I can't imagine my parenting would make that much of difference in how each behaves). I'm just worn down, and don't see an end in sight -- let alone any kind of improvement. Plus summer break is right around the corner -- a nightmare in the making.</p><p></p><p></p><p>One bright spot about today -- while Sam was starting his meltdown in the store, a lovely woman gave me a sympathetic look, and tried talking to Sam (You shouldn't be like that to your mommy), and said that they do grow up, she promises. Yes, if only this were a regular child's tantrum -- but it's starting to look like it's only going to be worse in the future. But it was nice to have a complete stranger sympathize.</p><p></p><p>Where's my rock to crawl under?<img src="/community/styles/default/xenforo/smilies/felttip/angry-very.png" class="smilie" loading="lazy" alt=":angry-very:" title="angry-very :angry-very:" data-shortname=":angry-very:" /></p><p></p><p>Julie</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="JulienSam, post: 148149, member: 4575"] I had to run errands this morning with- Sam. First he wasn't happy with the clothes I picked for him, but refused to pick out others for himself -- he didn't want to go all the way back upstairs. Then once I got the new clothes, he didn't want to get himself dressed -- so for the purpose of getting out the door sooner rather than later, I dressed him. At our second stop I bought him a bag of M & M's -- and said I would get him a Sprite at Wal-mart if he made good choices. This is usually a pretty good incentive for him. We made it through Wal-Mart without any problems, and I also bought him a small container of goldfish crackers to have at lunch. Next stop Meijer (another big box grocery/dept. store). I didn't even get through the Health & Beauty Dept., let alone get anything else on my list. He saw a Spiderman toothbrush and HAD to have it. I said no -- I had said as we were walking into the store that I had already purchased enough for him today -- no more. He refused to put the toothbrush back -- I stood my ground. I told him we were leaving the store -- I'd get groceries later (even though we have NOTHING to eat at home for lunch or dinner). He still wouldn't put the toothbrush back and actually ran out the door with it. I followed him, leaving my cart with the few things I was actually able to pick up, and told him I'd call the police myself if he didn't go back into the store & put the toothbrush back. He did go back into the store, I grabbed the toothbrush, threw it in the cart, grabbed Sam and carried him outside of the store. He did the passive resistance thing in the parking lot once I put him down -- laying down & refusing to move. So I picked him up again (he's a BIG boy -- probably 60 lbs.), managed to get the car unlocked & put him in his booster seat with seatbelt. He proceeded to undo his seatbelt & get out of the car -- twice. I finally got him to come back over to the car and put him back in -- this time he stayed but kicked the heck out of my seat. Of course during all of this he's pinching, hitting, punching me. My wrist still hurts -- I don't know if it's from picking him up or him hitting me. Called husband on the way home -- crying of course. I just can't take living like this every day. It seems like the past few weeks things have been getting worse -- or maybe I'm just worn down. Or both. I didn't want husband to have to come home for this because he already took yesterday off to give me a break. Luckily he does have an appointment. on our side of town early this afternoon & can come home after that. Called the pediatrician. office --- I just don't know what to do. We're not seeing a therapist at the moment -- waiting for the school evaluation to come back (which we'll hear about tomorrow at our case conference). What I'd really like to have happen --- someone to come, take him away, make him better & return a sane, loving child back to me. Sounds terrible, I know. And easier than it really is. I know I've been a decent mom -- my daughter is a wonderful child (of course each child is different, but I can't imagine my parenting would make that much of difference in how each behaves). I'm just worn down, and don't see an end in sight -- let alone any kind of improvement. Plus summer break is right around the corner -- a nightmare in the making. One bright spot about today -- while Sam was starting his meltdown in the store, a lovely woman gave me a sympathetic look, and tried talking to Sam (You shouldn't be like that to your mommy), and said that they do grow up, she promises. Yes, if only this were a regular child's tantrum -- but it's starting to look like it's only going to be worse in the future. But it was nice to have a complete stranger sympathize. Where's my rock to crawl under?:angry-very: Julie [/QUOTE]
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