Its Tuesday so its not really the weekend but what the hell! Last night winter finally hit and we got about 2 inches of snow with a wonderful layer of ice over the top. As of now the boys are outside playing in it and I'm enjoying a second cup of coffee and chatting it up here. I'm also trying to figure out my day and how the roads are going to affect my plans! We have our final home-visit today for fostering and I really want it done but I am afraid it wont happen. I feel like this has been going on forever and this is the last step. I have been praying for the children God is calling to be a part of our lives, I am ready to take them in. Like all good things it will happen in Gods time and I need to accept this.... sigh.. sometimes I am not good at accepting his timing.
So we have had a week, but then again don't you always feel like your saying that? I know I do, it seems like every time I turn around something is coming up, or someone has a bad attitude or an issue. I feel like I'm always telling people how rough/crazy life has been. I've been wondering if maybe I need to change my lenses and view it as wonderful chaos that tells me I am loved and loving. That I am doing what I am supposed to be doing. Maybe in changing the thought process I will find my self telling people not how rough it is but how amazing things are. Not that I'm complaining per say, Its more of a weary, tired in my bones comment.
Anyway, we have been working with our youngest. He is 6 almost 7 and having a rough time of it. We believe he has ADHD (total self diagnosis there) or something along those lines and we are worried, stressed and close to breaking. He has always been a very strong willed, busy child. He was walking and climbing by 10 months and hasn't stopped since. He has a very big, loving personality but can't seem to control any of it. He has issues sitting still, focusing, listening, transitioning from what he is doing to what is asked of him. These issues result in temper tantrums that rival a 2 year old. Crying, screaming, laying on the ground, sometimes he throws things, its hard to get him to calm down when he is in this state and some times it can be down right scary. I am in the process of getting him tested through our local school district and working with our Dr for a definite diagnosis. While I don't really want that label attached to him I do know he is different and I need help parenting his different, so if that's what I have to do to understand how he works then I guess its what we do. I have been reading this book called The Explosive Child. It has helped me see that I have been focusing on his behavior when I should have been focusing what is causing the behavior. The book operates on the premise that all children do good when they can and if they are misbehaving and they know right from wrong then their issues stem from a lagging skill. The book works with you to identify those lagging skills and then work with your child to help them learn those skills. It has helped me be more proactive about the situations but we are still a work in progress.
As you can tell this as dominated my last few weeks. Working with "Tank" has taken lots of energy, but we are moving forward and trying to smile. After all isn't that what life is all about?
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