I hate our dated vertical blinds that cover our patio door. vomit. Craig and I cannot agree on what to get to replace them with.... so there they are... still.
My skin is driving my crazy. I'm breaking out like a teenager. If I use acne medicine it dries my skin out too much and I start to peel. If I use moisturizer I look like I washed my face in oil. I just can't win!
ok, those are my 2 pressing issues tonight. :P
Goodnight.
Tuesday, February 23, 2010
Friday, February 12, 2010
... and we regress
I'm feeling a bit helpless and I'm having a hard time talking about it. I've been thinking more about blogging again, so here I am.
Cooper seems to be regressing. I don't know why he is, but as a parent, I start to question my abilities. His teacher called for a meeting... we'll be meeting next week. I've had to carry him kicking and screaming too many times these past few weeks. I hear... "NO MOM, WE DO NOT DO THAT, WE GO HOME TO THE WHITE HOUSE!" I wrote yesterday that carrying a 47 lb kicking child is sometimes more of a mental task than a physical task. So true, so true.
This morning... he was completely non-compliant. We were a half an hour late to school this AM. While I try to get him in his carseat... he kicks. I cry. I just can't handle it some days. It's usually the days after days after days of this non-compliant behavior... I just break. I break and feel helpless.
I cry on the way to school. I get it together and try to get him in school. Again, didn't go so well. It took about 15 minutes to get him from the car to the building. Once in the building, he sat in this chair and didn't move. I held it together until one of his teachers asked about him and his behavior. Then, gah. 2 teachers seen me cry... They said they'd listen if I ever just need to talk. They're not the ones I want to talk to... I like them, but I can't help but think they would judge me and my family. No thank you.
It just sucks.
Cooper seems to be regressing. I don't know why he is, but as a parent, I start to question my abilities. His teacher called for a meeting... we'll be meeting next week. I've had to carry him kicking and screaming too many times these past few weeks. I hear... "NO MOM, WE DO NOT DO THAT, WE GO HOME TO THE WHITE HOUSE!" I wrote yesterday that carrying a 47 lb kicking child is sometimes more of a mental task than a physical task. So true, so true.
This morning... he was completely non-compliant. We were a half an hour late to school this AM. While I try to get him in his carseat... he kicks. I cry. I just can't handle it some days. It's usually the days after days after days of this non-compliant behavior... I just break. I break and feel helpless.
I cry on the way to school. I get it together and try to get him in school. Again, didn't go so well. It took about 15 minutes to get him from the car to the building. Once in the building, he sat in this chair and didn't move. I held it together until one of his teachers asked about him and his behavior. Then, gah. 2 teachers seen me cry... They said they'd listen if I ever just need to talk. They're not the ones I want to talk to... I like them, but I can't help but think they would judge me and my family. No thank you.
It just sucks.
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