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10.12.02 @ 22:37
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Sometimes I really really don't understand my son at all. Today when I went to pick him up, he was having a very bad afternoon and was in time out. He was very upset, and very angry. He was on the verge of staying over night. We left and he was still in a very bad mood, and blaming me for everything. Since we had at least a 15 minute wait, we decided to walk to the bus station, which isn't that far away.

Maybe the walk did him some good, with in a block he had settled down and was in a much better mood. We got on the bus and he was actually my little boy again. We got home and he was in a good mood and spent the evening playing with Alex.

He ate supper fine and was wathing tv, when I tried to bring up the idea of homework. BAMM!! Forget it. He refused, I didn't push it, but I could tell if I did he would have had another break down. No, I don't believe in letting him off the hook everytime he puts up a fuss, but you have to understand exactly what I am dealing with. This is not a temper tantrum of a spoiled child, this is something much more. They are working on this same stuff at school and he will still do it. These fits go way beyond the normal grumbling of a kid. These escalate way way out of control to the point where it gets scary and sometimes dangerous.

But yet at 8:30 when it was time for bed, he took his bath and brushed his teeth with little or no fuss. He did try to clean the tub first, but was not upset when I explained it was already clean and that those chems are for adults only. HE had me scrub his back and massage/shampoo his head which is something I used to do when he was little, and which he seems to like having me do now. Then he went to bed, and I read to him (DR. Suess), and he actually asked me to sing to him. I haven't done that in years. And he was huggy and snuggly. He is such a sweet kid much of the time, I just don't understand him at all when he gets so out of control.

I take that back, I do understand as there are many times when I feel like that, but somehow I managed to learn when to and not to let it show. And how to deal with out resorting to hitting people, and kicking things. Though there are many days I would like to kick things.

I love my son, I just don't know how to help him anymore or what to do about it.


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In every neighborhood there is at least one house that all the neighbors gossip about. This is a diary from the woman who lives in that house. I am a single mother in her mid thirties. I live in North Dakota with my son, Warren.

I tend to be a bit of a slob, and am the opposite of a girly-girl. I am geek girl, who loves Star Wars, Star Trek, Harry Potter, Buffy, Angel, action movies, science fiction, action adventure, Dr. Who, and so on and so on.

I love to write and while I don't post much fiction online anymore I would love to be a writer someday. I am also overweight, bipolar and suffer from allergy induced asthma.