I know, i know. I'm all down, down, (boring) down and then happy, happy, (sore wrists) happy. I dunno. It's how it flies here. But, my wrists and fingers are still aching and burning, but my lovely sister-in-law hooked me up with some supplements and also some oil of oregano for my ugly cold sores. I'm waiting for improvement. In the mean time? Awesome! all around.
I'm feeling all bummed out again for a multitude of reasons, first of which is that i have so much to do in every corner of my life that i just. can't. get. started. So today i spent three hours outside collecting enough fallen branches for another bonfire and hacking down my kazillion ferns so that they would grow fresh and new for spring. Plus fern clippings burn like crazy.
Tomorrow? For dinner - hot dogs and marshmallows over an open fire. Awesome!
The biggest thing that is getting me down is my little toby. A few weeks ago his teacher prepared me for the fact that they would probably hold him back at some point before grade four (he's in grade one now). It's been keeping me up at night and causing me all kinds of stress. I just don't think it's the right thing to do. I really feel that the emotional burden on him will be more than his little tender heart can take. And then there's the guilt.
Guilt is something that i think we all deal with on many different levels every single day - especially as parents. With tristan, my oldest, i spent hours and hours teaching her to read, doing homeschooling programs, making whimsical art projects; but every time i added a new child to my family mix my time and energy for enriching activities has been depleted. I get caught up in the woulda coulda shoulda's when it comes to toby. If only i had spent more time doing his speech therapy homework back when he was two years old and completely non-verbal.
Guilt is a hard burden to bear when you have a child with a disability, no matter how insignificant that disability may seem. My son is having a hard time. He is frustrated and sad and ashamed. Those feelings burn through me at an exponential rate when i see them in him. And there is so little that i can do.
I just want to make it all better. I want to not be angry. I want to not be angry with him when he gives up so easily on everything because he knows from personal experience that trying to fix his problem is so damn hard and takes so long. How can i explain to my six year old that two hours every week of speech therapy will pay off in the end when he only sees it as time taken away from his classroom with his peers. Time when they are learning other things like reading and writing. Learning things that he needs to be learning too. How can i fit all this into the already busy day of a first grader. How do i explain to all my children that we can never take holidays or even go camping because we spend every extra penny we have on one child's speech therapy. How do i explain to our families how desperately we need financial help when we are re-mortgaging our house for the third time to pay for speech therapy?
Wallowing in it. And i'm sorry.
Posted by Jess at 10:11 PM Permalink

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((((hugs))))
I only have two kids and none of the problems you face so I won't say I understand your situation. but honestly, from the bottom of my heart, I know the guilt your heart is brimming with. please, don't be too hard on yourself, you're a wonderful mother, and no vacations or camping can top that. your kids will understand, even if you think it's not fair for them, even if you think they're too small. they will understand. and they will love you even more. I think there's absolutely nothing you're doing wrong. you're really the best mom to your kids.
and seriously, hot dogs and marshmallows for dinner? I want you to be my mom!!!!
Posted by Irene | March 28, 2006 01:48 AM