Yesterday I didn't see difficult child except for a few minutes in the morning because by the time I came home from easy child's talent show he was sleeping.
At one point yesterday at school he became very sad and was crying. No one could figure out why. They even had husband come upstairs (he's in the same building) and difficult child couldn't say why he was sad. Later in the day he became sad and was crying hard about an arguement with easy child. Then at one point husband said he was crying, saying it had been a sad day for him and that he missed his mom. (I was very surprised by that comment and touched.) He usually isn't the type to cry and be very sad. He is more likely to rage when sad than cry. I wonder if this could be some depression showing in something besides anger.
This morning he was back to his crabby self-started his day telling me to shut up. After school we had his weekly therapy. The therapist thinks part of difficult child's way of relating to me and others-but often me is physical-not always in a good way. She wants me to wrestle with him or do some other physical activity every day and see what happens. We did wrestle tonight as well as played table football. When we were wrestling he had me laughing harder than I had in the longest time-I was down right giggling out of control. I'm not sure if it will be good therapy for him but, for tonight, it was for me. Anyways it's an interesting take on things.
At one point yesterday at school he became very sad and was crying. No one could figure out why. They even had husband come upstairs (he's in the same building) and difficult child couldn't say why he was sad. Later in the day he became sad and was crying hard about an arguement with easy child. Then at one point husband said he was crying, saying it had been a sad day for him and that he missed his mom. (I was very surprised by that comment and touched.) He usually isn't the type to cry and be very sad. He is more likely to rage when sad than cry. I wonder if this could be some depression showing in something besides anger.
This morning he was back to his crabby self-started his day telling me to shut up. After school we had his weekly therapy. The therapist thinks part of difficult child's way of relating to me and others-but often me is physical-not always in a good way. She wants me to wrestle with him or do some other physical activity every day and see what happens. We did wrestle tonight as well as played table football. When we were wrestling he had me laughing harder than I had in the longest time-I was down right giggling out of control. I'm not sure if it will be good therapy for him but, for tonight, it was for me. Anyways it's an interesting take on things.
