So, I did not think this was going to be easy. Last night, after our talk, I was hoping Ant would be proud of these changes. Anthony did his h.w. with no problem. All though Nick was helping him, no whining was in the picture. He came out of his room a few times when Nick was sitting in the living room,he was finished, studied for his vocab, and social studies. Set the table, we ate had nice conversation, unset the table. And as usual Nick and Ant had there Nerf gun fight. It was shower time. Oh, no! After the shower I heard..mom, mommy, mom..mmmmmmmmooooooooooommmmmmmmmmmmmmm!!! I yelled, "get out, and dry your self" after about 2 minutes of ignoring him...he asked for the time..."7:30"..Thank you he shouted..some what sarcastic. I joked with Nick that at least his manners where coming into effect. Some of the mission is all ready in place. Dressed for bed, in bed, prayers said, apple snack in place, and at 8:30 t.v. off. So now it was time to say our quick good night, and talk for a second before I exited the room. A hard time but I explained again it was not the amount of time, but the quality during the time. 2 minutes, good night, quick kiss, I love you. He hesitated like he was angry, but stubborn to say it back..."GOOD NIGHT" I said.."Good night mommy"...
This morning he woke up turned the t.v. on in his bedroom, I woke up had my coffee..He came inside, and I asked if he was ready to make his own breakfast."I can't!" Yes you can..while I was explaining how to pour cereal into a bowl, I looked at my 10 year old son, and could not believe how big he has grown. And how stubborn he was. Pouting and slamming his feet walking to the fridge for the milk...I can only imagine him screaming at me for dinner at the age of 40! Again it was proven that changes had to be in effect! He asked Nick to move politely so he can sit at the breakfast bar. He ate breakfast..put the bowl in the sink. Of course I had to remind him too. Time to get dressed by himself. Help me with my socks. Me and Nick looked over him and said to him he will have to do this himself. He looked so angry. Like I was doing something wrong..Trying to piss me off, told me if I needed something when I was old, he won't do it. I told him if I couldn't do help me, but if I was able to...don't help. He fixed himself by himself.
The hardest part of my day....
Nick went to the car to wait. Anthony was crying at this point to walk him down the stairs. I said no, and to go. If nonna or pop-pop was waiting at the door, he would shoot down in a hurry. He was hysterical! It was hard to close that door. I get so frustrated! Hearing him cry. I have to make changes! He needs to be more responsible and in a hurry. He needs to be more independent. It will give him self confidence. Nick called me and said he was fine going into the school. No crying at all. It is just me. It is proven. I don't understand how it has gotten here. I literally have held him back from becoming a man. I will worry all day about him being sad...
This morning he woke up turned the t.v. on in his bedroom, I woke up had my coffee..He came inside, and I asked if he was ready to make his own breakfast."I can't!" Yes you can..while I was explaining how to pour cereal into a bowl, I looked at my 10 year old son, and could not believe how big he has grown. And how stubborn he was. Pouting and slamming his feet walking to the fridge for the milk...I can only imagine him screaming at me for dinner at the age of 40! Again it was proven that changes had to be in effect! He asked Nick to move politely so he can sit at the breakfast bar. He ate breakfast..put the bowl in the sink. Of course I had to remind him too. Time to get dressed by himself. Help me with my socks. Me and Nick looked over him and said to him he will have to do this himself. He looked so angry. Like I was doing something wrong..Trying to piss me off, told me if I needed something when I was old, he won't do it. I told him if I couldn't do help me, but if I was able to...don't help. He fixed himself by himself.
The hardest part of my day....
Nick went to the car to wait. Anthony was crying at this point to walk him down the stairs. I said no, and to go. If nonna or pop-pop was waiting at the door, he would shoot down in a hurry. He was hysterical! It was hard to close that door. I get so frustrated! Hearing him cry. I have to make changes! He needs to be more responsible and in a hurry. He needs to be more independent. It will give him self confidence. Nick called me and said he was fine going into the school. No crying at all. It is just me. It is proven. I don't understand how it has gotten here. I literally have held him back from becoming a man. I will worry all day about him being sad...
