A little bit of thunder and very little sleep
So last night my son didn't want to go to sleep. I on the other hand did, and it would be nice to have more than 4 to 5 hours of sleep. But no, my son heard on the news that evening that there could be a chance of sever whether and we was like the character chicken little " the sky is falling the sky is falling" now I love my son and I know he has a fear of bad whether, but there are times I would really like to not have to be the weather girl and point outside that the cloud he is seeing is just a puffy cloud and not dangerous.
At midnight, I reasoned with him to at least lay down and follow his honey dew list, it is a piece of paper shaped like a half of honey dew, anyway on the list he chose to listen to a CD. I am too tired to cheer for joy, sometimes it is like boot camp, you have been run ragged most of the day and you don't care if you sleep on a rock, just as long nothing explodes, burns, floods or screams you are fine.
3:00 in the morning I wake up to hear spacing ( it is a mother thing I can hear pacing) so I go into the living room and ask my son why he is up? He says don't you see the lighting and thunder? We are under a thunderstorm warning. I know he is upset and scared, so I hum the little song "how tired I am, I just want to sleep" and give my son a hug and reassure him as long as he is not standing out side and is away from the windows he would be fine. He thought about and said to me that the weather people said to take cover. I responded "We are covered, we are not in a tent in the middle of the forest, we will be fine so let us take a deep breath ( you know the ones in slowly, out slowing almost like the lamaz class)
At 3:30 when the storm had passed I gave my son another hug, told him to get some sleep, because he was going to school and I don't care how tired, because I will be too and I would prefer not to look like a wilder beast at work. 6:30 the alarm goes off, I go and wake my son and I am surprised, I tell my son it is time to get up, and he gets up. It was like Christmas, I felt blessed, and I am sure the neighbor's felt so as well. Usually in the morning we sound like wild elephants chasing monkeys up a tree.
I was sooooo happy that my son got up, go ready, and the best part, was ready for school. He had everything around. I could not belief my eyes. I did praise my son for a job well done. I let him know I was proud of him for getting up despite the fact he was tired. ( I am thinking though that he doesn't like community service on Saturday mornings)
I didn't even hear anything from the teachers today, this is happiness on a cheesy puff.
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Oh I can't tell you how nice it is to find this website....my son is 6 and has just recently been diagnosed with bipolar, though we have known since he was 2 that something was not right. To find other parents to talk to (because right now we know no one else who has a child with bipolar) will be a great support. Other people have no idea just how exhausting and draining in every sense it is to deal with your child. Thanks for starting this blog, I will definitely be checking back.
Thank You, and I agree it is rather difficult to find other people who do understand.
I campletely agree I am always doing moe for my son Paul than I know I should I think sometimes I do it out of being to tired to fight sometimes I find Paul to be more self suffient than my 13 year old son Bryhn he soes try to help me alot it is usually only after his meds that he is unable to get through the simpliest task like brushing his teeth he is so tired so I usually do it for him but over all I can say that my son has taught me so much about unconditonal love
I Love Him so much
How do you all guard against, making your kids too dependent?
There really isn't a magic way of guarding other than instinct. And knowing if your child becomes too dependant of the parents it is less likely that they will be able to be on thier on and have a healty relationship themselves with others.
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