Shari
IsItFridayYet?
This is my morning and how I handled it. Please tell me what I could have done differently.
Today was the first day back to school after 10 days of spring break. Wee difficult child did not want to do because of a teacher, Miss D (note he also did not attend a private Easter egg hunt being held for all the school kids because Miss D would probably be there - this is an issue we need to address). He also perceives that the other children make fun of him. The teachers and I do not see this, but this is consistently his perception.
He got up on his own and got dressed and started playing with Lego's. I asked him what he wanted for breakfast and he said nothing (not unusual). Later, I told him we needed to get ready to leave for school, and he said "just a minute" (typical - allowing transisition time).
About 10 minutes later I said "time to get shoes on". He wasn't done with his Lego ship, so he said in a second, I said no, time's up, gotta go. He reluctantly left the Lego's and put on his shoes.
The Schwann's guy came last night again (aka the ICE CREAM MAN (Star)), and we bought a small box of ice cream cones. difficult child wanted one. I said no, we don't have ice cream for breakfast, but you can have one as soon as you get home from school. Meltdown ensued. He cried, he spit, he hit, he threatened, he sat down and refused to move/leave, he was hungry and I was mean for not feeding him. It is now 15 minutes past time to leave and I still haven't finished outside chores (that I do when we leave the house in the morning).
I did not handle it gracefully. I'm tired and I slammed my work books down on the counter and some of my papers flew out. difficult child continued. I asked if he wanted an egg? No. Cereal? No. Bacon? No. Orange? No. Banana? No. PBJ? No. Just ice cream, over and over and over.
Finally, after 30 minutes or so of this, he started to calm down. He said he would pick up my papers, he was sorry he made me angry. I said no, I'll get the papers, that was my fit and my fault, I shouldn't have slammed my books down, but thank you for offering to help. He said he doesn't like me to slam things down. I said I was sorry, but sometimes I get frustrated cause people don't hear me and I don't know what else to do.
Then he asked, calmly, for ice cream again. I said we can't have ice cream for breakfast, but you can have some as soon as you get home from school. That was ok this time, but he was hungry and asked for an egg.
If he wasn't difficult child, I'd have said no, go hungry. But I know if he gets hungry at school, its a recipe for disaster, so I spent another few minutes cooking him an egg.
At school, he was super clingy and did not want me to leave him. A teacher had to hold him so I could run out the door (otherwise he was following me) Again, because Miss D is mean and the kids don't like him, etc.
I rushed and managed to only be 30 minutes late to work.
Ok, have a hay-day. Pick me apart.
Today was the first day back to school after 10 days of spring break. Wee difficult child did not want to do because of a teacher, Miss D (note he also did not attend a private Easter egg hunt being held for all the school kids because Miss D would probably be there - this is an issue we need to address). He also perceives that the other children make fun of him. The teachers and I do not see this, but this is consistently his perception.
He got up on his own and got dressed and started playing with Lego's. I asked him what he wanted for breakfast and he said nothing (not unusual). Later, I told him we needed to get ready to leave for school, and he said "just a minute" (typical - allowing transisition time).
About 10 minutes later I said "time to get shoes on". He wasn't done with his Lego ship, so he said in a second, I said no, time's up, gotta go. He reluctantly left the Lego's and put on his shoes.
The Schwann's guy came last night again (aka the ICE CREAM MAN (Star)), and we bought a small box of ice cream cones. difficult child wanted one. I said no, we don't have ice cream for breakfast, but you can have one as soon as you get home from school. Meltdown ensued. He cried, he spit, he hit, he threatened, he sat down and refused to move/leave, he was hungry and I was mean for not feeding him. It is now 15 minutes past time to leave and I still haven't finished outside chores (that I do when we leave the house in the morning).
I did not handle it gracefully. I'm tired and I slammed my work books down on the counter and some of my papers flew out. difficult child continued. I asked if he wanted an egg? No. Cereal? No. Bacon? No. Orange? No. Banana? No. PBJ? No. Just ice cream, over and over and over.
Finally, after 30 minutes or so of this, he started to calm down. He said he would pick up my papers, he was sorry he made me angry. I said no, I'll get the papers, that was my fit and my fault, I shouldn't have slammed my books down, but thank you for offering to help. He said he doesn't like me to slam things down. I said I was sorry, but sometimes I get frustrated cause people don't hear me and I don't know what else to do.
Then he asked, calmly, for ice cream again. I said we can't have ice cream for breakfast, but you can have some as soon as you get home from school. That was ok this time, but he was hungry and asked for an egg.
If he wasn't difficult child, I'd have said no, go hungry. But I know if he gets hungry at school, its a recipe for disaster, so I spent another few minutes cooking him an egg.
At school, he was super clingy and did not want me to leave him. A teacher had to hold him so I could run out the door (otherwise he was following me) Again, because Miss D is mean and the kids don't like him, etc.
I rushed and managed to only be 30 minutes late to work.
Ok, have a hay-day. Pick me apart.
, I probably would have done worse. I remember when my son was that age and after dropping him off at school I felt the need to go to a gym and find a punching bag!!
