Small Success Thursday.... It's About Time...

Yep, it's a Thursday.
What have I done this week?

Marque left early Monday to head to San Antonio for a Homeland Security Conference. He got to play golf, go to dinner with friends, and last night attended an awards banquet at our beloved Alamo.... and me, I schooled the child. Well, not Monday so much... because he was worse this week than last (bronchitis and sinus infection) and then we got more meds...

Yesterday, I woke up and had an epiphany... First of all, some time in the middle of the night, my child snuck into Marque's side of the bed. So, when I moved, in the middle of the night, it slightly freaked me out (in my unconscious sleepy state) to find a head in my bed. LOL During my time with the Lord, it came to me - this child is taking advantage of me, and I'm letting him.

So, I woke him up, and after his morning routine, I said, "we need to talk"... and broke it down for him.  Something like this...

You will sleep in your own bed.
You will put more effort into school and come to school ON TIME (or be back at public school by next year - YES I SAID IT!).
And then I told him, this is my fault. I've let you do this.

In my defense...

Being alone with him so much, I just am sick of arguing.  If your child has Aspergers, you know the arguing....

Any given conversation goes like this. You innocently say, "Beautiful weather we are having today." And your child says, "well actually the weatherman said we have a 50% chance of rain, but I don't really think it will reach us because the atmospheric...."  And you perpetually look like this:

.... because you just want to be right one time.  You just want a simple response... not a dissertation. You want to say, "what a beautiful blue sky" without hearing, "actually the color is ___".  You live in a world where there is a mini cruise director all day long and you say things like "don't micromanage me" "stop telling me what to do"... AND when the child sees you roll your eyes or if you let out air, in exasperation, then you get quizzed about what is wrong... it's just CONSTANT!

Sigh. And so - in my defense, I have no good defense. This is the child I am meant to raise. I have once again let the smart, naturally manipulative (not all his fault, it's genetic) child - walk all over me. Sigh.  And he is not a bad child. We are just learning this together. You know?

I lost the reigns, but I have taken them back God has instructed me and shown me how to take them back.  It is MY responsibility to raise this child. No matter what is going on in my life... whether I struggle with anxiety and depression... whatever it is, I must put it said and raise this child to be a man of God.

I haven't been sleeping. And yesterday about 12:30pm, my body gave out. I was dizzy... I felt so extremely anxious... I slept till about 3pm, on and off. And my child, this blessing on earth that I begged God for at 40...

He did three Math Lessons, two Science Lessons and a few English Lessons while taking my temperature and asking me if I was ok a few dozen times....  TADA!!! He's a good boy. He really is - And this is a HUGE success - not mine, but Our Lords!  On a bad day with my child, the Lord always shows me I need to calm down and see the good. I need to trust HIM!

It's about time I am a confident parent... knowing God is leading me. I hope and pray this post has made you smile and helped you in some way.

Oh... and to be clear, I am happy that my husband has a job. I just wish he was home more. My favorite is when he complains about the travel and I remind him that he goes to the bathroom without interruption. HAHA

Happy Small Success Thursday All!
Go check out all the posts at CatholicMom.com for Small Success Thursday!  Such great and uplifting posts.

Hugs & Blessings,
Em