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Because of his behavior at school, they did think he had ODD. But for me, he's usually great. His mentor and I discussed how outside of the ADHD he is an amazingly well behaved kid. He automatically cleans up after himself, picks up toys before bed since he was about 3.5, will do almost anything I ask without incident, I can count on one hand how many public outbursts he's had with me where he couldn't be easily calmed and all due to hunger/tiredness. I hate it, cause I feel like my son recognizes this too, and feels more frustrated because he feels like he can't control himself, stop himself, from doing the wrong things, that as he puts it, his "brain tells him to do". I have to constantly remind him how smart he is, that he is a good kid, and just cause he does some things that are "bad" it doesn't make him bad. Though I emphasize that because he is trying to learn and gain control, that's what makes the difference.
Perfect example of how I explain it to him, yesterday I got a notice that my rent is going up way more than what I had expected/thought it would be. I had finally relaxed into my apartment, was making it a home, and now I have to move. Which I can't even afford to move. Nevermind the fact that we have good schools here, and as you know ADHD kids, or any kid with mental health struggles, needs that. So I was panicking we'd have to move to some slummy town/city, with high crime rate(yay for ptsd.....), crappy schools that won't work with me as much and make my job harder. Or alternative, I'm forced to go back to work before I'm ready. I'm not on SSI/SSDI, I'm on state disability. Which I make it work right now. But isn't even feasible to live off of with the rent increase. I was fine at first reading this, called the landlord to basically say, what the heck, this isn't what we were told the increase would be a year ago. But I still haven't heard back. Not knowing made me panic more, start going through what am I going to do, anxiety kicked in, I really like my apartment. It's old, but perfect for us. I don't want to move. Etc. I finally start sobbing. As this was late afternoon, my son heard me. He's very sweet and came in to make sure I was ok. He asked why I was so sad, and I told him I'd be ok, he didn't have to worry about it. He of course wants to help, and says to tell him so he can fix whatever bad thing is making me sad, lol.
Now my mom was the type to lean on me. She told me things no child should ever know about their parent. So I'm very careful with him. He wanted a hug at first, but I said I needed time alone for a bit. I don't like to hug him when I'm sobbing like that so it doesn't bring him down. A bit later, he came in my room again and asked could he have a hug now. This time I said ok, and we snuggled in my bed for a bit. He asked again why I was crying. So I told him sometimes we need to cry, we need to let ourselves feel sad. Before we can get up and find a solution to the problem or thing that's making us sad. Honestly my ideas mostly stem from, what would my mother do, do the opposite. She was the type that said you shouldn't cry, be angry, those are "bad" emotions. If I got angry, she said I had no self-control. I let him feel whatever he wants, but explain he needs to do it in a safe way. He's angry, go in bed and punch your pillow/bed, and only those things, or scream into the pillow. That when he's ready to calm down, we can try whatever we were doing that got him upset again.
I will also do the opposite. I didn't even realize till a couple months ago that aggression is part of ptsd. And I think mine is tied into not learning how to deal with anger and frustration as a child. So when I'm boiling over angry, I will slam a cabinet, throw something(though I'm careful nothing breaks), punch a wall just hard enough to help but not so hard I punch a hole, etc. And sometimes scream more at him, over things he does that aren't so bad. When this happens, I sit him down after we've both calmed down. Then I explain to him(if he did do something that was misbehaving) that while he was misbehaving, the way I reacted was not ok. It wasn't acceptable, and I'm working really hard not to do that. But sometimes I slip up, and I say I'm sorry, and I still love him very much and always do. If it happened because I was angry over something else I say something happened that made me angry, and again say I shouldn't have acted that way.
I've told him recently that I have PTSD, since he doesn't know what it is. I explained by saying, "you know how you have ADHD, and that effects how you act and feel sometimes? Mommy has something called PTSD, that makes things harder for me in different ways. So we should both work together and try not to fight and call each other names or be hurtful. Though I say it that he should help me to help him, that my stuff is my own and he doesn't have to worry about it. All he has to do is respect the times I say I need space, since if I'm anxious I get worse if someone gets close to me or touches me suddenly. And the times I say I need to be alone or to take a nap. He's actually really good about that. I also try to explain those things by saying, "you know how sometimes you don't want a hug? Sometimes mommy needs space too. Everyone does, and that's ok. It doesn't mean we don't love each other." Lol, he sometimes responds with, you can hug me whenever you want, just so he can hug me whenever. But he generally respects it. If I need a nap because I'm too overwhelmed, he'll peek in on me really quietly to see when I'm awake, but basically leaves me alone.
There are books by Julia Cook that have helped my son a LOT. "It's Hard To Be A Verb", "Personal Space Camp", and "My Mouth Is A Volcano". I got the workbooks for the first two books as well. Though they're for a classroom setting, you can change them a bit to work at home. I absolutely love the way the books are written, in a way the kids can relate, and also don't feel like the bad guy. They also have solutions in the story that the main character uses to change his behaviors, showing the kids they can do these things, it's not impossible.
Good luck 7Cs with your son. It's definitely a difficult process.
Perfect example of how I explain it to him, yesterday I got a notice that my rent is going up way more than what I had expected/thought it would be. I had finally relaxed into my apartment, was making it a home, and now I have to move. Which I can't even afford to move. Nevermind the fact that we have good schools here, and as you know ADHD kids, or any kid with mental health struggles, needs that. So I was panicking we'd have to move to some slummy town/city, with high crime rate(yay for ptsd.....), crappy schools that won't work with me as much and make my job harder. Or alternative, I'm forced to go back to work before I'm ready. I'm not on SSI/SSDI, I'm on state disability. Which I make it work right now. But isn't even feasible to live off of with the rent increase. I was fine at first reading this, called the landlord to basically say, what the heck, this isn't what we were told the increase would be a year ago. But I still haven't heard back. Not knowing made me panic more, start going through what am I going to do, anxiety kicked in, I really like my apartment. It's old, but perfect for us. I don't want to move. Etc. I finally start sobbing. As this was late afternoon, my son heard me. He's very sweet and came in to make sure I was ok. He asked why I was so sad, and I told him I'd be ok, he didn't have to worry about it. He of course wants to help, and says to tell him so he can fix whatever bad thing is making me sad, lol.
Now my mom was the type to lean on me. She told me things no child should ever know about their parent. So I'm very careful with him. He wanted a hug at first, but I said I needed time alone for a bit. I don't like to hug him when I'm sobbing like that so it doesn't bring him down. A bit later, he came in my room again and asked could he have a hug now. This time I said ok, and we snuggled in my bed for a bit. He asked again why I was crying. So I told him sometimes we need to cry, we need to let ourselves feel sad. Before we can get up and find a solution to the problem or thing that's making us sad. Honestly my ideas mostly stem from, what would my mother do, do the opposite. She was the type that said you shouldn't cry, be angry, those are "bad" emotions. If I got angry, she said I had no self-control. I let him feel whatever he wants, but explain he needs to do it in a safe way. He's angry, go in bed and punch your pillow/bed, and only those things, or scream into the pillow. That when he's ready to calm down, we can try whatever we were doing that got him upset again.
I will also do the opposite. I didn't even realize till a couple months ago that aggression is part of ptsd. And I think mine is tied into not learning how to deal with anger and frustration as a child. So when I'm boiling over angry, I will slam a cabinet, throw something(though I'm careful nothing breaks), punch a wall just hard enough to help but not so hard I punch a hole, etc. And sometimes scream more at him, over things he does that aren't so bad. When this happens, I sit him down after we've both calmed down. Then I explain to him(if he did do something that was misbehaving) that while he was misbehaving, the way I reacted was not ok. It wasn't acceptable, and I'm working really hard not to do that. But sometimes I slip up, and I say I'm sorry, and I still love him very much and always do. If it happened because I was angry over something else I say something happened that made me angry, and again say I shouldn't have acted that way.
I've told him recently that I have PTSD, since he doesn't know what it is. I explained by saying, "you know how you have ADHD, and that effects how you act and feel sometimes? Mommy has something called PTSD, that makes things harder for me in different ways. So we should both work together and try not to fight and call each other names or be hurtful. Though I say it that he should help me to help him, that my stuff is my own and he doesn't have to worry about it. All he has to do is respect the times I say I need space, since if I'm anxious I get worse if someone gets close to me or touches me suddenly. And the times I say I need to be alone or to take a nap. He's actually really good about that. I also try to explain those things by saying, "you know how sometimes you don't want a hug? Sometimes mommy needs space too. Everyone does, and that's ok. It doesn't mean we don't love each other." Lol, he sometimes responds with, you can hug me whenever you want, just so he can hug me whenever. But he generally respects it. If I need a nap because I'm too overwhelmed, he'll peek in on me really quietly to see when I'm awake, but basically leaves me alone.
There are books by Julia Cook that have helped my son a LOT. "It's Hard To Be A Verb", "Personal Space Camp", and "My Mouth Is A Volcano". I got the workbooks for the first two books as well. Though they're for a classroom setting, you can change them a bit to work at home. I absolutely love the way the books are written, in a way the kids can relate, and also don't feel like the bad guy. They also have solutions in the story that the main character uses to change his behaviors, showing the kids they can do these things, it's not impossible.
Good luck 7Cs with your son. It's definitely a difficult process.