I am on day 4 of C's steroid treatment for asthma. He is THE DEVIL. I know that it is not him but God give me strength not to walk out of the house, down the street and into a busy intersection. Let's see, right now he is screaming (as he has been for the past twenty minutes), "I WANT A DIFFERENT KIND!!!!!" Kind of what, I have no earthly clue. I am trying to ignore him. He really wants candy. NOT GONNA HAPPEN!! Add sugar to steroids, RIGHT!!
He's supposed to go back to school tomorrow. I don't know that in good conscience I can send him. I really like his teachers, so sending him may in fact destroy that relationship. I can't go to work tomorrow because I know they would just call and tell me C's got some kid in a headlock and would I mind coming to get him before they call the police. I just put him in his room for the thousandth time today. He told me he wants to break everything and that he hopes the big bad wolf comes and blows our house down. Right now so do I.
We had a great time New Year's Eve with some friends. We played quarters and looked up Britney Spears' crotch on the internet. (I promise we are over the age of 15). The highlight of the evening was getting my new diamond earring stuck in my ear and having my friends take turns trying to yank the earring out of my ear with tweezers. There was such a sick pleasure that they took in inflicting pain upon me. Around 3:30AM, C. started with his issues and has not stopped. I am keeping an eye out for the acne and bulging biceps. He just asked me," Will you be a nice momma please?" AGHHHHH!!!!
Hope the rest of the year gets better....
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