So I'm sitting here minding my business, and Jam walks out. He begins talking to me about how late he stayed up last night. "twelve-fifty or maybe twelve-five, no twelve-ten. Well it was after eleven I think." He has no clue what time he went to sleep last night, but it's fine, he's 6! 8:30, 12:50, same thing right?
Then he says, "One time at school, my teacher told me to sit down, even though I wasn't being THAT bad, so I sat down and went to sleep at my desk." Jam is struggling this year with his first grade teacher, it's a mystery as to why, I guess they just don't really click. He thinks because they aren't in perfect harmony, he doesn't need to bother LISTENING to her, creating a few little issues. What he tries to do is submit complaints to Mom, thinking Mom will make sure he faces no consequences. Sadly my rules are, go to school, listen to your teacher, behave yourself, and do a good job.
I went to the school once, thinking the teacher was being nasty to my child. I was all feathers on, ax in hand, and let's do this. I found myself completely humiliated by MY CHILD'S behavior.
I TRULY think this meme speaks the truth. My child, made me look like a shitty parent. I am NOT a shitty parent. Sure, I could be better, all parents could be better. However, I'm far better than I feel I appeared at the teacher meeting. Jam is such a people pleaser, I didn't know what to say, he's never acted like this before.
We blamed his behavior on him. We agreed, should he continue to not listen to the teacher, he would get 2 warnings, and a third offence would get him sent to the time out room. That was in September, he was sent to the time out room one time, and has not been back. I was immediately notified that my child was sent to the time out room, he tried to hide in the hall way on the way too. Smarty pants knew I would find out if he went to that room, and he knew if he went there, when he got home, he would be in trouble for having to leave his classroom.
He came home, and he lost his tablet privileges and was sent to his room to sit in his solitude until dinner time. PURE TORTURE! You know what though, IT WORKED. He still has little attitudes at school, but one warning is enough. Yep, he has to go sit at his desk alone while the other children are doing something else, but I don't have to go back to school, I don't have to meet with his teacher, and I don't have to look like a bad parent. MOM WIN!!
My next grand adventure is meeting with Jay's teacher. She sends a behavior report every week. Occasionally he will get an O, which means he did not follow directions. He's a stubborn child, and he does have an "unspecified mood disorder", which pretty much means he suffers bipolar disorder, but since he is under 18, we DO NOT wish to diagnose him with it just yet. He tries his best, and has bad days. Treatment is VERY limited because of his size. I was too worried about the long term effects of abilify, and couldn't make it once a month to the psychiatrist to keep getting another month of pills. I would have to miss work, I would have to take points, and I would in the end lose my job because making appointments would point me out.
I recently found a new job, 5 days a week, 4 hours a day. I will still be able to work, and I will be able to get him hopefully back on medication. Hopefully he has grown enough and put on a little weight, gotten his blood pressure higher, and will be able to go on something OTHER THAN abilify. The O days will subside with medication. Until then, the teacher knows she will have to deal with the moods. She only marks him for it on his extreme days, when he will not even TRY.
Most of what I get for him are M's. M means late or incomplete homework. The problem is, HE DOESN'T BRING HOME ANY WORK!! He will say, "My teacher didn't give me any homework." I know he is lying, but with him not bringing it home, there is nothing I can do about it. So I have to meet with his teacher, so we can make a plan to deal with this. My boy is SMART. He knows what he is doing. He teaches me how to do his math, when he brings it home. His test scores are never below 95%. He gets two grades in math, one is tests and quizzes, one is homework. His quiz and test grade is an A- ... his homework score, a D!
For the record, I am not stupid, I know very well how to do math. I know 20 +50 =70. what I don't understand is the common core method of getting the answer, I learn that from my kid. Always remember, groups of ten people! It's 2 groups of 10 plus 7 groups of ten, not 0+0=0 and 2+5=7!
Just saying!!
Anyway, school issues get me down man! If I have to relearn high school algebra with these groups of ten, and find the value of x with groups of ten, I am in deep shit people, and I will be needing a tutor! They didn't teach me common core .... not even in college!
It's turning into a very quiet and boring day. The boys have taken to the WII, I've been thinking about putting thermometers in every room of my house. I know it sounds strange, but I want to make sure every room in my house is continuously 70, and the kitchen stays 112 because I'm baking all the time, you know, keeping it real. I spent yesterday making loaf after loaf of banana bread .... I still have to make at least 4 more. Or find a new way of using very ripe bananas. The boys don't like them frozen, and I have zero freezer room and so that is out anyway.
I bought 10 dozen eggs yesterday, giving me a heavy 12 1/2 dozen of eggs. Did you know you can FREEZE eggs? Yea, I need to create some room in my freezer to do so though, and I also need to boil at least 4 dozen ... possibly 6. Deviled eggs for thanks giving .. egg salad because sandwiches are good. I love eggs, I just fear we have WAY TOO MANY.
I'm going to attempt to make a pumpkin roll today too ... little nervous as I have never made on before. Wish me luck, if it's bad it's a whole lot of wasted time, and wasted food.
I have so much to do this week .. Beside the work and the kids, I HAVE to get to Plymouth I HAVE to get to the child support office, and because of a new job and new work schedule, I HAVE to reschedule dentist appointments, INCLUDING MY OWN. I think I'm scheduling a new one with a dentist CLOSER to my home. It will be easier getting someone to take and pick me up from my dental surgery if it is in the area. I'm scared to death ... I know I'm going to be pretty messed up, 2 wisdom teeth have to be cut out of my head! OH MY GOD WHY DOES IT HAVE TO BE SO DIFFICULT???
It's ok, I'm ok, I'm going to be fine ... that's for my reassurance, not for yours!
Ok I need to get onto other things, sorry it's so boring today, but my life is boring today.
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