Well, it has been 4 days since I posted. I have no real reason, other than I have been overwhelmed with my son's end of the year. This child's routine has just been blown up. He is being kicked out of his school due to that nasty thing called Pre-K Graduation and he is being sent in September with most of his buddies to, gasp, the big school (which is technically the same school). On top of that, he was finished with school one week and one day before his sisters. Plus, Papa is on his first business trip in months.
This is now not a happy post, I am seeing only clouds to be honest. I am trying to be bubbly and happy. Instead, I am feeling retrospective and a bit blah.
Yesterday, was truly the icing on the cake. Upon arrival at a "play doctor" visit, Gregory decided he did not wish to enter the building. I admit it, I bribed him with McDonald's. Then it was a struggle and fight from the car all the way up three flights. Half way up I was wondering why I was doing this to myself. And to him. Though being thrashed, my own self was first. Horrid parent that I am. We finally made it all the way up, and he was like a limp octopus on the floor out side the door and coincidentally at the top of the staircase.
After much coaxing, we got him inside. Then he proceeded to hit me, bite me, pull my shirt, etc. It was horrible. And not foreign to me. As I looked at the doctor, I saw sympathy in her eyes. We left the appointment with him not wanting to leave. So I had the same issues in reverse. I am wondering if he is being let go though because she would not make the next appointment...though it was impossible with his behaviour at that point.
Grammie invited him to sleep over last night. I dropped him off with glee. I hope that he had a wonderful night. I know that I did. Exhaustion kind of does that.
For some reason in the midst of this altercation, this song was in my head...
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