The pick ups are going well since the day I made my man-boy walk a couple blocks. I give him 4 minutes to get to the car. It's working.
Dominic still sleeps in our bed. I do not sleep anymore, he takes up all my space. The more my kids verbalize themselves the more space I need . I need sleep. I miss my husband.
Last night was the first night where we explained to Dominic that he is going to sleep in "his own bed". He said "yeah, I want to sleep in "your own bed" "No, YOUR own bed, son". So he woke up around 1am and stood out there in the hallway with all of his accompaniments (3 felines of some sort, two hot wheels, and his lovey) whining a little, I walked him back to his bed and tried to encourage him to lay down. After 15 mins. he wore me out.
So, I woke Richard up and said "it's your turn, go put Dominic to bed" He got up, picked up Dominic and put him in "OUR OWN BED!?!" I was like (in my head) "Dude, WTF?" . He turned around and fell asleep. This morning he did NOT remember how he single handedly sabotaged our fail proof plan. He said "tonight, babe. I'll do it tonight. I promise."
I foresee another night of "Three's Company".
Saturday, January 15, 2011
Monday, January 10, 2011
My Man-boy
he's got a girlfriend. Her name is Jean. Super cute and a junior. He spends about 20-30 after school with her everyday because I have to pick Desiree up first. When I get to his school I expect him to be waiting for me. Today ( along with a few other days lately) I have had to wait for him, between 5-10 minutes. Today, after calling him to let him know that I was there and waiting for 5 minutes. I decided to leave. I drove across the street and up a block. He called looking for me. I told him that I am NOT his personal driver and he should be waiting for me when I get there. He walked out of the school, acting cool like he didn't see me. So I pulled off and drove up an other block. These are not typical blocks. They are along a busy 4 lane street. He had to walk to ME. Yeah I am on a roll here people. Taking my mom-hood back I'll let you know how the next pick up works out.
Spare the rod...revisited.
A little background... Alexander went to daycare at 6 months. I had to work and go to school to support myself. It broke my heart and all the years there after I knew I was missing out on precious time. That time, I am now making up for.
Desiree, I did not send her to preschool or daycare. I "tested" a few places but none of them were worth the cost nor the time. She and I had an understanding. We worked well together. Even on the bad days, I understood her...and she was good to me. None of her issues, temper tantrums were directed at me. They were all just a phase and I was able to deal with it. I kept her home until she began kinder and I haven't any regrets.
Dominic, what can I say about this child. He's the 3rd. He has curls to.die.for. He loves to be in the kitchen. He plays by himself with two hot wheels for minutes on end. I can sit with him and read books for 30 minutes and he will not lose interest, yet, I spanked him. I have not spanked any of my children for 10 years. My last attempt was at Alexander and he was already stronger than me and he dropped to the ground taking me down with him and we ended up in a wrestling match and that was just ridiculous. Even at that point I had only spanked him one other time. So yeah, I spanked my child. He whines, screams like you would not believe. That is my kryptonite. I fizzle away like the (wicked) super mom. Not that I am but I really think I have a ton of patience and understanding and I love being an at home mom.
So I felt like a failure and my other kids watched as I failed. I picked him up put him over the arm of the couch and explained to him that I am going to spank him for yadda, yadda and I did it. Then I put him for a nap and went in my room and cried. And because my husband knows everything...he called at that very moment. And, I am sure most dads LOVE to call while their wife, mother of their children, while in the midst of a major meltdown. He gently, pitifully, asked "what's wrong babe". I told him my story. His response was "Babe it's OK. Lots of moms lose it with their kids all the time." (FYI, he's "pro-spanker") which made me feel worse, crying harder!! I DO NOT spank my kids..except I did. And, for the record that shit worked! Dominic was on his best behavior for two days. I was humbled, yet, justified. Every one of my children are different. I do not feel guilt anymore for having spanked him, I still wouldn't make it a normal form of discipline, but, that day he was disrespectful and out of control. He needed boundaries, and I , his mother, laid them down. It sucked but I am pretty sure there aren't many parent's who look forward to spanking their children. I have not done it since and I am pretty sure he will be starting preschool in Sept. 2011.
Desiree, I did not send her to preschool or daycare. I "tested" a few places but none of them were worth the cost nor the time. She and I had an understanding. We worked well together. Even on the bad days, I understood her...and she was good to me. None of her issues, temper tantrums were directed at me. They were all just a phase and I was able to deal with it. I kept her home until she began kinder and I haven't any regrets.
Dominic, what can I say about this child. He's the 3rd. He has curls to.die.for. He loves to be in the kitchen. He plays by himself with two hot wheels for minutes on end. I can sit with him and read books for 30 minutes and he will not lose interest, yet, I spanked him. I have not spanked any of my children for 10 years. My last attempt was at Alexander and he was already stronger than me and he dropped to the ground taking me down with him and we ended up in a wrestling match and that was just ridiculous. Even at that point I had only spanked him one other time. So yeah, I spanked my child. He whines, screams like you would not believe. That is my kryptonite. I fizzle away like the (wicked) super mom. Not that I am but I really think I have a ton of patience and understanding and I love being an at home mom.
So I felt like a failure and my other kids watched as I failed. I picked him up put him over the arm of the couch and explained to him that I am going to spank him for yadda, yadda and I did it. Then I put him for a nap and went in my room and cried. And because my husband knows everything...he called at that very moment. And, I am sure most dads LOVE to call while their wife, mother of their children, while in the midst of a major meltdown. He gently, pitifully, asked "what's wrong babe". I told him my story. His response was "Babe it's OK. Lots of moms lose it with their kids all the time." (FYI, he's "pro-spanker") which made me feel worse, crying harder!! I DO NOT spank my kids..except I did. And, for the record that shit worked! Dominic was on his best behavior for two days. I was humbled, yet, justified. Every one of my children are different. I do not feel guilt anymore for having spanked him, I still wouldn't make it a normal form of discipline, but, that day he was disrespectful and out of control. He needed boundaries, and I , his mother, laid them down. It sucked but I am pretty sure there aren't many parent's who look forward to spanking their children. I have not done it since and I am pretty sure he will be starting preschool in Sept. 2011.
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