Wednesday, April 28, 2004
I'm tired of being a mommy. I obviously don't do this right. *sigh*
Ian, for the second time, bit someone during recess at school. Is parenting always one step forward and two steps back? Or do I really just suck at this? I am missing some huge "thing" that is going on with that boy that makes him want to bite people at his school. At recess. Nowhere else and at no other time, does he bite people. And it's only in the last week that this has come up. So what is it? What am I missing? Why am I so bad at this?
I've spent most of the morning in a funk. I'm listening to pagan spiritual radio. Doing focused meditations. Reading Martin Luther King and Unitarian Universalist literature. Trying to get my center back. I got so frustrated yesterday when I found out Ian bit someone again that I was completely thrown off. He did it on Thursday to his friend Jacob. Ian was being a tiger. So we grounded him to his room most of the day on Saturday with no toys or books. Then on Sunday, after a long talk, we thought we had it all squared away and had a good time at church, then went to the Maine Wildlife Park. Both the kids love it there, they have a wide variety of animals. They are a rescue and rehabilitation park, we got to see a mountain lion, bobcats, lynx, peafowl, pheasants, predatory birds, deer, well, you get the idea. Ian really wanted to see the turtles. Unfortunately, there was only one painted turtle in the pond so he was a bit disappointed. Monday seemed to go fine. Martie was at the school yesterday morning and she said he did really well. There was an incident where a couple of the girls were having a "show me yours I'll show you mine" session that Ian, in his naivete participated it, but nothing serious. I thought my biggest issue last night was going to be going over body areas and public manners again. Lord and lady help me. But John comes home and tells me that Ian got punched in the face on the playground because he bit someone again.
WHAT AM I DOING WRONG????????
*sigh* I'd run off and join the circus but they wouldn't take me. I want my willow tree back. I want my kid to be able to articulate what is going on in his head. I want to cry.
Peace.
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