A lot going on with my family and my son of age 15 this week. Been a hard couple of weeks. We had to punish our son Jon to his room for a month for something I'd rather not talk about here. It was serious, very serious. So he is taking his punishment and spending each day in his room until the top of October. Which really sucks cause we miss him in our living room. But you do the crime, you do the time. Now as that wasn't stressful enough...School has started and there is this run this week from my home town to the California border with his whole class/school. No cost and anyone that wanted to race/walk/jog could go along. It's a big celebration as they enter each town until they get to California. We decided not to let him go. The rule was to be at home in his room. He's lost it all except the walls in his room. We tossed it around, talked about it and decided this needed to "hurt" and this is something we have to stand behind. It was so hard standing behind the rules we set. It hurt me as bad as it hurt him. Jonathan loves to run and jog so this was a big deal to him. He pleaded, he begged, cried and pleaded again and again to let him go on this trip with his class. Everyone in the class was going but one girl. It was a 4 day trip. It was so sad to not let him go and be apart of all of it. It broke my heart but we had to stand behind the punishment. Being a parent is so so hard some times. I wanted to cave so many times. You love your kids and want them happy but a point needed to be made in this instance and it was heart breaking.That's my short story for the week and the reason for all my sad notes on Twitter this week. I felt like crying all week. I didn't want to come out and play, I just felt sad. We did the right thing but it sure is hard.
P.S. Thanks Lisa for checking on me! Much appreciated. Thanks for being a friend!
2 comments:
Being a parent is the hardest job we will ever have. No matter what our kids do we will always love them and want to protect them and make their hurt go away. I think it hurts us more to punish our kids then it does them. I hope this blows over soon and you can talk about it with others. Sometimes it helps just to talk about it and get it out.
I know it's not easy, and I'm probably the last person to talk about being firm with your kids. I like to think that I don't sit there and holler threats over and over though, like some parents do. I've always figured, if you threaten to do something, when they act up, you'd better do it. Or you're the liar, and they're gonna do it again! Austin was having some serious behavorial problems about 18 months ago. (He was stealing, anything, from anyone.) I tried grounded him, and spanking him. I tried talking to him about how it hurt me, and the people he'd tried stealing from. Nothing worked, so I started calling the cops. He was only 7 or 8 at the time, so there wasn't anything they could really do. His dad wears a uniform, and I think that, above anything else, made an impression on him. I told him I would call them every single time he stole anything! I've called them twice, and it's stopped. He hasn't taken anything that doesn't belong to him since the last March I think! It was tough to call the cops (I live in a small town, where everyone knows everyone.)but I told him I would, and I thought it was for the best. You gotta stick to you guns, no matter how mean it seems, huh? My three year old boy is in the "I don't like you" phase right now. I hear it every time I get on to him! It hurts to hear that out of his sweet little mouth, but I just grin and tell him it's okay, that I like him enough for both of us! Lately, when my older two, 9, and 5 are mad at me, I just tell them I'm sorry, but I'm their mom, not their friend. It's hard, I know what you mean, because I desperately want to see them happy! You take care! Hugs! Sarah
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