I know with all this writing that maybe someday I'll look back at all these thoughts and think to myself, "Wow, I can't believe how long I've come" or "gosh, how mean I was to my own son" or "what a good mom/wife I was to deal with such crap." These days I've been a little mixed up on some things. I'm trying so hard, at least I think I'm trying, not to be or get upset or mad at my son. I've been reading a lot of things about parenting a child with ADHD and Aspergers and they all said to be calm. As much as I try not to get angry I always do. I've been trying to walk away when I start arguing with him. I've been walking away hopefully before anything starts. I've just realized (well, I JUST didn't realize) that I'm arguing with an 11 year old! What the hell does an 11 year know!!! NOTHING!!! So now they think just by living 11 years they know everything!!! I think that's what upsets me the most!!! My question to myself is: WHY DO THE THINGS HE DOES BUG ME SO MUCH? I mean I have things that bug me too but gosh, why does the things HE does bug me? It shouldn't b/c it's J and I should be patient with him. Ugh!!! I try not to have those things he does bug me so much but it does. It's so annoying. I'm sure none of you understand what I'm going through!
So anyways, today was an interesting day. We started school off a little different. First of all he was late b/c he didn't set alarm clock b/c he forgot to set it. Second, he ended up running behind the rest of the morning and when he starts running behind schedule it makes it not a good day at all. He finished his morning routine and of course he was late for school. He started at 9:20!!! School starts at 9:00!!! Before we start I thought I would have him read the following:
"The Fence
There once was a little boy who had a bad temper. His father gave him a bag of nails and told him that every timehe lost his temper, he must hammer a nail into the fence. The first day the boy had driven 37 nails into the fence. Over the next few weeks as he learned to control his anger, the number of nails hammered daily, gradually dwindled down. He discovered it was easier to hold his temper than to drive those nails into the fence.
Finally the day came when the boy didn't lose his temper at all. He told his father about it and the father suggested that the boy now pull out one nail for each day that he was able to hold his temper. The days passed and the young boy was finally able to tell his father that all the nails were gone.
The father took his son by the hand and led him to the fence. He said "you have done well, my son, but look at the holes in the fence. The fence will never be the same, When you say things in anger, they leave a scar just like this one." You can put a knife in a man and draw it out. It won't matter how many times you say I'm sorry, the wond is still there. Make sure you control your temper the next time you are temped to say something you will regret later."
I had J read this story and when he finished he didn't understand that the story is about him. I wonder. I wonder the reason why he is not understanding is b/c of his Aspergers b/c of the disconnection with feelings. Or he's just not connecting b/c he's just not connecting that it would pertain to him? Not sure how to take this. So I go into this rendition of how it's our job (as parents) to bring him up like a man according to the Bible. It's our job and a command made by God that we bring our children up in the ways of the Lord b/c when he's grown and moves from us it will not leave him. I like the IDEA of the putting a nail in a piece of wood everytime he gets angry. I think I need that!! lol!!! I would like to see how many times I get angry at him. Maybe that will show that I need to be more flexible or understanding. Maybe it would show me how many times he gets angry at something so small or just something I said. I told him that I don't tell him to do things to ruin his life, I tell him to do things b/c he needs to learn!!! The Bible says that always have OBEY (even I) what is asked of me. No grumbling, griping, moaning or groaning. We have to do what we have to do whether we like it or not.
With that long talk we FINALLY started school and we even ended early!!! Woohoo!!! At 2:00. I think he enjoyed the mini field trip we did about the trees in the area. We had a science field trip. I'm wondering what I'm going to be teaching tomorrow. Oh yeah, We have history.
Lord I pray that you work on me and You chisel away all the bad junk that have piled upon me. Make me new and shiney. Chisel away all the blotches and rub my body to shine for you. I pray You give me strength when I feel week and You lift me up when I fall. I bow to You and honor You in all that You do and say. Have me to follow your ways and may I be a vessel for You and only you.
Amen.