I just needed to write about how I’m feeling right now. I had to discipline my son because he not doing well in Chemistry. What a wicked mother! Do you think so? I hope not. His discipline is to stay home this weekend and study, catch up on sleep, clean his room etc. Ever since he got his license he is never home. This summer he started out a quiet kid with a couple of friends, now he has more than I can keep up with. He’s out every weekend with them. He plays sports so he is at practice everyday and then homework is an afterthought. He is a junior, this is no time to be slacking off.
The problem with discipline and my children is that it doesn’t agree with me. My approach is pretty gentle, but my husband, is a knee jerk kind of disciplinarian. I suppose our kids have needed us to temper each other. I hope it’s worked out that way anyway.
So now, Tristan is feeling sorry for himself. He started out yelling at me, his dad is out of town, or he wouldn’t have dared. He stomped off swearing. I yell after him, “If I hear you swearing again…..” What kind of a threat is that? He was already in the basement. Pathetic!
So after he had calmed down a bit he was back upstairs with tears in his eyes and a hitch in his voice as he pointed out how much he had already studied tonight. Talk about pulling out my heart through my chest! I am always a sucker for men crying, but my own son, who just looks like a man is more than I can stand.
I did not give in. I feel like crap. I mean I really do. I never want to see my children suffering at all, but when it is at my hands it feels much worse. This all leads back to my overdeveloped sense of empathy for everyone. I need to work on it. It might be too late at this point. He is only grounded for god’s sake. Someone, please slap me!