Momma Mia, Mea Culpa

I am happy to say that ever since last week, my son has completely turned a 180. I took him for a long walk, where we talked about everything that has been going on in school. Why? He was acting like that. Where? All that anger was coming from. What? we could do about this problem. And then we came up with a plan of action.

We made a long list and addressed each and every item individually. He was rather open, and quite receptive to my suggestions. The principal,(g-d bless her) sent JCH home with a book, “How To Take The Grrrrrr Out Of Anger.” Which JCH not only agrees to read, but he really likes the information he is getting out of the book. Once JCH opened up to letting us help him, things have been supercalafraglisticexpealdoicuous fantastic. Each night we read a chapter from “How To Take The Grrrrr Out Of Anger” book, then JCH writes a paragraph to summarize the chapter, and then we discuss the chapter together and practice whatever examples the book illustrated. Guess what? IT’S WORKING.

Even though he is still grounded, to reward his efforts he has 2 privileges back, television and his iPod. I told him depending on his behavior and attitude this week, and if he does all his homework I will give him back the computer games on Friday. I am so glad that things are moving in the right direction again. I am so proud of my son… and for now, its nice to see the “I don’t care” attitude and non-existant work ethic has been lifted.

Thanks to all my friends, family and interweby peeps for helping me get through such a rough time. You guys rock!

PS… what is up with the cavemen? go read THIS and weigh in on the comments!

My brother Adam, and his wife Traci are having a BOY! who is due October this year… here are the first pictures of my nephew!

In the furture he will be referred to as (Mad.D.)

(gunna be a socca playa, he is, he is.)

Except that I WILL obsess for hours, days, weeks, months, years.

(and it never fucking ends…)

I was called into yet! another! conference! by: the teacher, the vice principal and the principal because my son (still) has uncontrollable anger issues. He isn’t doing his homework (again). He is being totally disrespectful (again). He (still) isn’t getting along with the other children.

Fuckfuckfuckityfuckfuck

Long story short, he is being a dick.head. But more so, than the usual hormonal dickheadness calls for. Thus, my concern.

* sigh* … accompanied by a small *tear*
(you know the *tear* I am talking about; that single tear that rolls down one cheek while the dramatic-movie music plays softly in the background.)

I have tried everything: punishments, praise, a rewards program, time outs, grounding, yelling, screaming, pleading, begging, asking, talking, listening (yeah, I know hard to believe but, I really listened) and after all that, we got nowhere. Nooooooowhere.

The school and I have given my son at least 9988888531290387564620999 chances and opportunities to change his ways. Yet, nothing is fucking working. Not groups, not one on one, not the special attention, or special privileges, nothing. Nothing.

I wonder why I (the almighty mom n shit) cant “fix” it. I wonder what the fuck “it” is that is making him act this way… (and then there were six (or seven) giant, mostly caps lock and bolded, run-on sentence filled paragraphs, dripping with guilt and fear, horror, realizations, revelations, thoughts, ideas, concepts, possible answers, speculation and mucho obsessing, which have ALL been deleted.)

* sighs* (that are now sounding more like gasping for air) … accompanied by a lot of *tears* (which are not chemically induced by movie directors)

He won’t talk to me and he won’t talk to anyone in school. He won’t let any of us help him. Instead he has the “I don’t care” attitude towards everything. He used to be soooo sweet and appreciative. Now his is just this ungrateful spoiled rotten brat; this shit has got.to.stop. and, right quick.

Seriously, he needs to stop. I am OUT.OF.IDEAS.

I am hoping this is just some phase that will pass sooner than later, or maybe he just suffering from the same disorder that dickhead kid on HOUSE was suffering from (which was nothing by the way…. nothing other than the mother’s own damn fault, (aren’t we the ones always blamed?) So in the meantime, I am going to try to find someone he will trust to talk to and deal with whatever is eating away at him.

As for being a mother, I loved age three (I wish all kids were born at age three and stayed that age forever) but so far,
I HATE this age. 11 sucks ass.

[REVISED]

Okay people, I was considering maybe? therapy? BUT….after several phone calls, heavy duty extensive research, and speaking to a therapist that seemed to be right out of the movie Running With Scissors, my son is not ( !NOT! ) not going to some social worker, therapist, psychologist, or anything of the like. Um, no. Sorry, but I fail to make any connection as to what the hell my biological father’s genetic make up has anything to do with the fact that my son has an attitude and is not doing his homework. Yeh, um sorry doctor guy(s), but this IS NOT ABOUT ME, (the first and only time I have ever spoken those words) this is about my son.

On the same note, after thinking about this all night, all day, all night, all day again…I am sorry, but its’ not like my son is out lighting kittens on fire, or being one of those goth or emo or cutter kids. He hates those goth-emo-cutter kids. He isn’t lying, or stealing, or defacing property. He isn’t even getting into psychical fistfights. I mean really. He has an attitude. And didn’t do his homework. Yes, that calls for some stiff discipline…maybe? even corporal punishment, but therapy at $145.00 for a single 45-minute session and could take years to “make progress”. How about no. Okaythanksbye.