Thursday, January 13, 2011

Its not all pretty over here

Its been a weird day here. And by weird I mean kinda hard, for me. Dominic is getting to the sad age of mouthy and I've had it up to my ears! I've tried yelling and it doesn't work (and by yelling I mean talking stern. I wouldn't classify us as yellers).....I've also tried being calm and it doesn't work, I've tried ignoring it (we call it noise), positive reinforcement, negative reinforcement, giving more Dominic time, giving him breaks, distractions, choices, more sleep. You name it, I've tried it. He's just so know-it-ALL and will seriously fight and fight and fight that he is right ALL. DAY. LONG. On everything. EVERYTHING!! Its driving me crazy. Today I was helping him with his homework and while we were correcting it I stopped and asked him to go make the corrections up to that point and then come back and we'd finish the rest. He didn't want to do that, he wanted me to tell him all the corrections at once because he knew he could remember them (I had already given him about 8 corrections, all different. There was going to be another 6 or so corrections that would need to be made). I was actually surprised at how calm and collected I was being, uber calm. It only made him fight harder....to the point of, "if you don't help me mom I'll get an F and it will be ALL BECAUSE OF YOU MOM, You will make me get an F. It will be YOUR FAULT" Where does all this hostility come from? Ugh. I finally just couldn't take it anymore and started crying while telling him it was unacceptable to speak to me that way. Seriously. It made me cry. Where is my sweet, sweet boy that wants to please me at the drop of a hat? He was shocked to say the least. Shocked to see his mother cry. He backed away and sulked up the stairs after he said sorry in fear of the emotional breakdown I was having in the living room . Sean had just walked into the room and so I told him, still somewhat in tears, what happened. 

Then something amazing happened after about 5 minutes. My sweet 8 year old came back down the stairs and wrapped his arms around me and said he was sorry. He sat in my lap like he used to when he was Penny's size and let me hold him. Penny walked up behind us and hugged us too and said, "I love my family." I repeated the same and Dominic said, "Ditto." We talked about repentance. How when you say sorry you have to mean it and try to do better. How after he said sorry, it was my job to forgive him but that that wasn't all. Once he's asked for forgiveness and doing all he can do to be better, he has to forgive himself and move on being a better person. I'm pretty sure he got a good talking from Sean who took him to wrestling about 30 minutes later on how to treat his(Sean's) wife. So that was it, he pretty much didn't argue the rest of the night....or if he started to, he quickly apologized and corrected it without another word from us. Lets see how tomorrow goes................

Meanwhile, perhaps I should go take a pregnancy test....I doubt it (cuz I'm still nursing and nursing works for me like that) but who knows...lol     Don't hold your breath

5 comments:

Julia Harps said...

I like how sometimes a really bad situation ends up really good. I had one of these lately too. chin up. Your job is to be met with resistance all the time. not fun but true.

The Good Life said...

I wrote the email I sent you this morning before I read this post. The same still applies. GREAT KID! What a hard lesson to learn. He is learning it though. Hang in there.

Lisa said...

Seriously!! Oh that would be so exciting (the pregnancy part, that is.)

howellblog said...

Sorry but I had to laugh. Just because you know I've got older kids now and have been through that (and more)...It's normal, but you handled it good! Just wait...more to come...teenage years! I've got my hands full here too and it's not always pretty here either! Haha! We'll compare notes when Dom is 13!

Katie said...

Ha Suzie! Laugh it up fuzzball! (what movie?)