It's been over a week now and I feel like I really should blog but I just don't know what about. There's so much and so little all at the same time.
I've been writing a Christmas Review post for about a week now but still don't have it done.
Plus, I never really said Happy New Year. So, you know....happy new year.
Today the thing that most consumed me was my son...report cards came home last Friday and he got 2 Cs. We kind of knew this was coming from his progress report and he new what was coming if he actually got a C...no computer and no video games until the next report card...9 long weeks.
Since Friday it's been a little tense around our place and it got a little out of control on the way to school this morning. Jackson and I got into a heated argument about him taking responsibility for himself, his happiness, his actions and his belongings (yeah, I know he's only 7 but still...). Some harsh words were said including "you're the worst mom ever" and "I hate you." And according to Jackson, I told him he was the "worst child ever." I don't remember saying such a thing, but I'm not going to totally deny it since I has pretty mad and Jackson is adamant about me saying it.
I dropped the kids off at school, told Jackson I loved him anyway even if I was mad at him, and I wished him a good day. I went about my day feeling guilty and like I was actually the "worst mom ever." When I picked the kids up from school a mere 7 hours later Jackson promptly tells me that he went to see the counselor. "Mrs. Mayfield?" I asked. "Why?" "Because of the fight we had in the car this morning," he said. What!!? He's in second grade and he went to see the counselor?? Now the whole school knows I'm the worst mom ever.
This afternoon we did manage to make up and we'll see how the rest of the week goes. I'm definitely making an appointment to see the counselor myself. We really need some advice on what to do about this boy and his total dislike of school. If anyone out there has some advice for me, please share. I don't want to be the "worst mom ever" forever.
I've been writing a Christmas Review post for about a week now but still don't have it done.
Plus, I never really said Happy New Year. So, you know....happy new year.
Today the thing that most consumed me was my son...report cards came home last Friday and he got 2 Cs. We kind of knew this was coming from his progress report and he new what was coming if he actually got a C...no computer and no video games until the next report card...9 long weeks.
Since Friday it's been a little tense around our place and it got a little out of control on the way to school this morning. Jackson and I got into a heated argument about him taking responsibility for himself, his happiness, his actions and his belongings (yeah, I know he's only 7 but still...). Some harsh words were said including "you're the worst mom ever" and "I hate you." And according to Jackson, I told him he was the "worst child ever." I don't remember saying such a thing, but I'm not going to totally deny it since I has pretty mad and Jackson is adamant about me saying it.
I dropped the kids off at school, told Jackson I loved him anyway even if I was mad at him, and I wished him a good day. I went about my day feeling guilty and like I was actually the "worst mom ever." When I picked the kids up from school a mere 7 hours later Jackson promptly tells me that he went to see the counselor. "Mrs. Mayfield?" I asked. "Why?" "Because of the fight we had in the car this morning," he said. What!!? He's in second grade and he went to see the counselor?? Now the whole school knows I'm the worst mom ever.
This afternoon we did manage to make up and we'll see how the rest of the week goes. I'm definitely making an appointment to see the counselor myself. We really need some advice on what to do about this boy and his total dislike of school. If anyone out there has some advice for me, please share. I don't want to be the "worst mom ever" forever.
7 comments:
From someone who has lost "Mother of the Year" more times than I can count... Buck up! You are a terrific mother and a loving person--do not doubt that for one minute. Kids know what buttons to push to make you react (..just wait until Jackson is 13--when he learns to sigh and roll his eyes at you!) Sounds to me like he just needs to learn a new skill set in handling his anger/unhappiness with school--the counselor should be able to help him with that.
Remember to look at the big picture--someday you will look back on this and laugh (I know, it's trite, but it's also true). In the meantime, your rule to look at the positives of the day is a good one. Kids need to learn that you need to have high hopes and fully embrace the optimist's attitude in life. Nothing good comes from being negative! Love ya! Cindi
From someone who has lost "Mother of the Year" more times than I can count... Buck up! You are a terrific mother and a loving person--do not doubt that for one minute. Kids know what buttons to push to make you react (..just wait until Jackson is 13--when he learns to sigh and roll his eyes at you!) Sounds to me like he just needs to learn a new skill set in handling his anger/unhappiness with school--the counselor should be able to help him with that.
Remember to look at the big picture--someday you will look back on this and laugh (I know, it's trite, but it's also true). In the meantime, your rule to look at the positives of the day is a good one. Kids need to learn that you need to have high hopes and fully embrace the optimist's attitude in life. Nothing good comes from being negative! Love ya! Cindi
oh no bout the bad day. but it's kids. i think we all go through weird stages. so you are not the worst mom ever. i think the fact that you want to see the counselor speaks volume against the worst mom ever title.
hang in there. it will get better.
Wow, he went to see the counselor, pretty intense! Although it's cool he feels comfortable telling her what's going on in his life (in case anything else school-related comes up)...right? Maybe. Probably didn't seem cool at the time though.
Glad you made up.
Hugs, Rita. I have also been worst Mother of the Year (consecutive years) too.
Remember we are their parents, not their friends. I'd be more upset about winning MOY too often, don't want to be perceived as a pushover. I firmly believe we need to have high expectations for our children (and ourselves) or what do they have to aspire to?
It sounds like I'm rambling, but it actually makes perfect sense in my head.
hugs, Carmen
1. These days are coming for me.
2. I can do nothing to stop it. God help us all.
3. I feel I am in no position to give advice, since my son is the one who tells people his little sister is a little S-I-T-H-O-P, but I DO know that you're an awesome mom, and one of the most optimistic people I know. Dreams are big so we can grow into them, and so are the aspirations we have for our children. The ability to know that we never stop growing and learning speaks volumes in and of itself.
4. I am reading a book right now that has been really making me stop and look at thing a little different. It's called "How to listen so your kids will talk, and talk so your kids will listen." Love it. Check it out.
5. Good luck, and Godspeed. :)
I could have written the same words about me and Liam! Keep strong, I know how tough it is.
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