Soooo done. I'm done with people who don't pay attention to medical charts and start asking "who's _____?" on my son's chart...um, that's his birthmom. Do you see the more recent consent which has adoptive parents over the names?
I'm done with people who know what my son is like and do things that they know he will have problems with.
I'm done with a mate who is wonderful and sweet and kind and caring...but can't cope with our son. Get some help so you can be okay for our son!
I'm done with second guessing every aspect of parenting. Done with having to worry about whether or not anything we do will set him off. Done with having to plan for our exit strategy wherever we go. Done with strategy during play dates. Done with explaining the behavior. I'd be okay with some of this - it's normal parenting...but done with the abnormal stuff.
Oh, and I'm also done with having a messy house that we can't keep clean because of all the destruction.
Done seeing my dad, the best parent in the world in my opinion, be so sad and heartbroken seeing his grandson and daughter like this. Done having to worry about his health because of us.
Done with kids calling my son stupid, egging him on to explode because they think it's funny, and telling on him.
Done with my son acting any way his impulses tell him to act until we are in the presence of his therapist, his taekwondo teacher, heck, even the doctor he's never met before until today...then turning off the anger, the violence, the aggression.
I just want peace. I feel like we, as parents, should be able to create some of that peace. I'm done feeling like we can only create it in 5 minute increments.
And....now, I'm done ranting and will work on the things I'm "done" with....what to do first? Cheer up hubby (who is now asleep extremely early because he doesn't know what else to do)? Clean something? Go to sleep myself? Research mental illness in children? Decisions, decisions.
