MissLulu
Well-Known Member
Hi everyone,
I'm in Australia, where it is Christmas Eve already and I'm feeling broken. Nothing major has happened, I'm just weighed down by the constant battle of negotiating life with a difficult child.
My husband's parents live in another state. Yesterday they visited for the day as they were on their way to Christmas with my husband's sister (about 100km from where we live). We celebrated Christmas with them yesterday with a full Christmas dinner. My Difficult Child arrived in the afternoon as planned. (He's housesitting for a friend right now so not living at home for the moment.) He was in a good mood to begin with and chatted away amicably to his grandparents. After an hour or so he disappeared upstairs. When I asked one of his brothers where he was they replied he'd gone upstairs for a sleep, which made me think he was perhaps hungover. I was annoyed because I thought this was very rude during a family gathering, but both my husband and I refrained from insisting he come downstairs because we didn't want to risk him 'blowing up' in front of his grandparents.
When dinner was ready one of my other sons woke him. He came downstairs and sat at the table but was sullen and refused to eat (like a toddler, frankly). We all ignored the behaviour and treated him with courtesy but underneath I was fuming and also fearful that a blow up was imminent. After dinner he went straight back to bed. When I woke him to come downstairs again because he grandparents would soon be leaving, he seemed in a better mood. He was polite to everyone then and at least the evening ended on an okay note.
Now, in scheme of things I know this isn't a huge deal, but I'm sick of constantly being on edge. It's 2pm here and he is supposed to be arriving back home around 5pm for our traditional Christmas Eve get together. Already I'm worried that he won't show. Then there's tomorrow to contend with. Will he turn up? What sort of mood will he be in? Will he ruin the day for his younger brothers?
I'm so envious of families with 'normal' loving children right now. I have two other sons, who are everything a parent hopes for, and I am truly grateful for that, but I'm sad and perplexed that I have a child who is as damaged and difficult as my eldest is.
My husband and I are taking the younger two on an overseas holiday in just under a week's time. I cannot wait to get on that plane. But as always I'm worried that my eldest will do something to prevent the trip happening. He has a knack for causing havoc at the most inconvenient times.
Thanks for listening to my vent. I needed to tell someone how I was feeling and now I have. I'll be okay.
I hope the lead up to Christmas has brought all of you some joy and that things are as good as they can be for you right now.
L x
I'm in Australia, where it is Christmas Eve already and I'm feeling broken. Nothing major has happened, I'm just weighed down by the constant battle of negotiating life with a difficult child.
My husband's parents live in another state. Yesterday they visited for the day as they were on their way to Christmas with my husband's sister (about 100km from where we live). We celebrated Christmas with them yesterday with a full Christmas dinner. My Difficult Child arrived in the afternoon as planned. (He's housesitting for a friend right now so not living at home for the moment.) He was in a good mood to begin with and chatted away amicably to his grandparents. After an hour or so he disappeared upstairs. When I asked one of his brothers where he was they replied he'd gone upstairs for a sleep, which made me think he was perhaps hungover. I was annoyed because I thought this was very rude during a family gathering, but both my husband and I refrained from insisting he come downstairs because we didn't want to risk him 'blowing up' in front of his grandparents.
When dinner was ready one of my other sons woke him. He came downstairs and sat at the table but was sullen and refused to eat (like a toddler, frankly). We all ignored the behaviour and treated him with courtesy but underneath I was fuming and also fearful that a blow up was imminent. After dinner he went straight back to bed. When I woke him to come downstairs again because he grandparents would soon be leaving, he seemed in a better mood. He was polite to everyone then and at least the evening ended on an okay note.
Now, in scheme of things I know this isn't a huge deal, but I'm sick of constantly being on edge. It's 2pm here and he is supposed to be arriving back home around 5pm for our traditional Christmas Eve get together. Already I'm worried that he won't show. Then there's tomorrow to contend with. Will he turn up? What sort of mood will he be in? Will he ruin the day for his younger brothers?
I'm so envious of families with 'normal' loving children right now. I have two other sons, who are everything a parent hopes for, and I am truly grateful for that, but I'm sad and perplexed that I have a child who is as damaged and difficult as my eldest is.
My husband and I are taking the younger two on an overseas holiday in just under a week's time. I cannot wait to get on that plane. But as always I'm worried that my eldest will do something to prevent the trip happening. He has a knack for causing havoc at the most inconvenient times.
Thanks for listening to my vent. I needed to tell someone how I was feeling and now I have. I'll be okay.
I hope the lead up to Christmas has brought all of you some joy and that things are as good as they can be for you right now.
L x