Waiting… February 3, 2010
Posted by spacemom in : Parenting 101 , trackbackI didn’t see it coming. I suppose I should have. It is my job, after all. You were hungry and tired. You’ve never been in the position before where your team was losing.
But I didn’t see it coming. It came out of the day’s frustrations. Classwork, being friendly, controlling your temper, all of these things building up inside.
And then it came. It started with you chewing your hands and then biting hard enough to leave marks.
The attempts to run into walls, the deflection of my calming techniques.
I tried. I thought you were calming. I thought you had let it go.
Until you bit me. And then later hit me. My own calm was gone at this point.
You rode home with Dad, I took your sister. I was upset earlier at having two cars, but now I was glad.
At home, you found me putting your sister to bed and when I went in your room,
you climbed on my lap
Curled up
and fell asleep without words.
You are still a young child. You act beyond your years until you don’t.
And I have to remember this and continue to wait
until your emotions catch up to your intellect
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thinking of you. -Jenny