I am having been having a rough few weeks of being a parent this month. My biggest problem is that my little angels are growing up. Each of them is having a problem of some kind that altogether is draining my energy everyday. My queen is feeling the same strain. She has the hardest part which is that she has to live with the royal offspring almost twenty-four hours a day. I don't envy her, but I also really appreciate what she does.
Anyways, my youngest prince has been really having some huge temper fits. He was one of the more easy going kids in the family until just recently. I don't know what the change is about. If he doesn't get the answer that he desires the first time he tumbles to the ground in a crying, screaming tantrum. This is completely uncharacteristic for him. My queen and I are completely at a loss to explain why he started this behavior. My only idea is that he is displaying some kind of middle child thing. He is the closet to middle that we have. My youngest prince has to be feeling like his older brother gets most of my attention because of his autism. I guess I am going to have to find a way to make my little prince feel special all by himself. Simple right? Here's hoping.
My oldest prince is doing better since we upped one of his medications. I still haven't started the "talk" with him. You may think it a little early at the age of ten, but with his autism I want to make sure that we get everything covered before real changes begin. I have no idea what it will be like. No one really knows. My oldest prince's autism could have some effect on his puberty or none at all. It's like playing Russian Roulette. I have a fifty-fifty chance it will go off in my face. Even though this sounds really depressing it is exciting to think that my children are getting older. I would love it if I could have everything figured out before it changes just once. I think that is part of the reason I parent with so much anger sometimes. I am not good with change. I like to get social situations figured out. I don't like it when they change. So, now I have to figure out how to parent despite my handicap. I guess that is where God comes in. God knows I need to fight myself, but he also gave me my kids for a reason. I learn almost as much as I teach. I learn to parent them and in turn God teaches them how to parent their own kids. Wish me good luck.
Happy Holidays and have a good week.
