I took today off on a whim, to spend some time with the family and to get a couple of errands done. After all weekends are short enough as it is. Parenting conflicts erupted when I try to step in and parent one way while Kim's been doing it another. I get it, she has something that works for her I just wanted to try something on my own. I guess I made her feel like shes not valued or something which is totally not the case. I just feel like I'm hardly around the kids and want to feel like I contribute something more then money but I digress.
Anthony's been off and on potty training and since the recent stool samples and blood tests are done I put him back in his big boy underpants today thinking I would help jump start this thing again. Well first he poops in his pants and calls for mama and so I go in there to see him frozen in place. Not good. I take him to the potty and ask him continually "why?". After all he was doing this like a pro a week ago. He then proceeds to pee outside the toilet. Great he's the only kid I know that can pee on the toilet seat, under it, on the floor and on himself all in one go. He just laughed when I started asking him why. This doesn't help.
Back into another pair of under pants he goes and runs off on his way only to later in the day pee his pants. I try to be strict but it just doesn't work because he thinks its a game. Then the temper starts, looking back I can't remember what set it off, whether a car didn't line up just right or what but he gets sent to his room.
There he is kicking, hitting and screaming in his room all while his poor sister tries to sleep in one of the quiet moments we have around here. This sets me off. Why can't she get a chance to sleep like he does. UGH. At that point I make a move to go in there and at least get him to stop beating on the door, that's all I need to pay for. Overstepped boundaries again. Kim finds leaving him in his room to cry it out works best I just want him to be quiet for his sister.
Next up Kim takes him to go pee before gymnastics and he throws a total fit again. By now she's reaching the end of her patience and tells him you got 2 minutes. He screws around and we end up leaving 10 minutes later to the YMCA.
At the YMCA I'm eager to see what Anthony has learned and can do but he is a total wreck running here and there and bumping into people. I'm sad. He's the outcast and that hurts me. He is such a special kid I don't want him to be left out. We try to give it a go and keep him in the class but finally we just pull him and go home.
This is depressing, and the part that makes me sad the most is socially I can see him going down the same path I did and I know the pain that comes with that. I'm just hoping this new diet and supplements hes on gives him the chance to lead a better social life then I did.
I guess I'm still somewhat in denial about him being perfectly normal and never going to have anymore issues for the rest of his life.
On a side note Ashley got her first and the following day her second tooth. Exciting! Man is she growing up fast!
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