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Happy 10th Anniversary...

Dave and I have been married for 10 years today. We've been together for 12 years, today, as well...

I really wish I could say it's been a great day, but truth be told I'm sitting here in a flood of tears. Dave is cabbing it over to the boys school as we speaking to pull Erik out of class. He came home this morning and took his time in telling me that Erik's teacher had talked to him, yet again, this morning. Yesterday, after I relented and sent him to school - and gave him "another chance to learn this social lesson", he apparently told other kids in the school yard that he was going to, "sex up" the friend who's house he went on a playdate with yesterday afternoon.

No, I don't think my child is some sort of sexual pervert. I think he was merely engaging in the taboo language that has so far gotten him a lot of attention, both from teachers and other stufents. The thing is, we didn't hear about this until this morning, and yesterday afternoon, the mother who offered the playdate picked our boys up from school. I don't know if the teacher told her what Erik had said, but coincidentally, last night, Dave was telling me that he had a funny feeling when this mum and her dh dropped our boys off yesterday evening (mind you, they had said they'd drop them off between 5.30 and 6pm, and they didn't get here until closer to 7pm, so they didn't seem to be in a rush to drop the boys off)... So, now we're left wondering if Erik's words were reported back to the parents either by the teacher or by the girl herself.

Anyway, so now Dave is going back to the school to pull Erik out and Erik will not be going to school next week. He obviously doesn't comprehend the seriousness of all this acting out, and we aren't getting what's going on with him because we're not getting through to him. Also, he obviously got the message yesterday that I wasn't at all committed to pulling him out of school (my mistake), so now we have to sort this out.

I think I need to pack up the laptop too, because I think Bryn is not coping so well with these changes either, and to be completely honest, I don't feel like I'm coping very well atm myself.

I was expecting Luey to be the one with issues after Ari arrived, not Erik... With not enough sleep, Erik's behaviour deteriorating so much in the past week, Bryn acting out as well (and me not reacting very well him his acting out), it's all a bit too much. I need to figure this stuff out - I feel like I'm stuffing it all up right now...

Comments

Rae said…
HUGS Sif, hope things work out.
Nic said…
Oh sif ((hugs))
cherie said…
oh im sorry *hugs*
Juniper said…
OMG, Sif, you poor thing! So much to deal with! huge (((hugs))) from me!

Lets talk more in person on Sunday during the pram pick up!
Clel said…
Oh Sif, take it easy, that is a lot to deal with. I'll keep you in my thoughts. And happy anniversary love, that's a looong time :) xx
Amanda O. said…
*hugs Sif*

Definitely not stuffing it up - just that you're mum instead of god so you have to parent and let them be confoundingly individual and independant human beings who learn and make mistakes and are sometimes difficult instead of being able to make things all right, right now. You can remind me of that in a few months... or even just the next time I feel like I'm stinking at the whole gig with La and pregnancy. LOL I'm sure you, E, B and all will adjust and find your balance again. :-) If you need a break at some point give me a ring and I'll come out or come pick you up for some time here if you want. :-)

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