Lulled...
Ok I think it is time to post something new and move my shameless Monica Lewinsky impersonation down a bit. Corey's birthday sigh...Yes my baby isn't a baby anymore he is a 16 year old with a mustache and a beard. I took him bowling Saturday just me, him, and Cam and he had such a good time. I went early before it became crowded and I didn't bring my camera because he hates it when I do. I followed the "Corey's rules" to a tee. And he seemed to be a very happy young man. And then I let the ease of Saturday and the lack of outbursts the past couple of months lull me into the unthinkable...
Yep I decided to have a few people over to sing Happy Birthday and have dinner with us. Just my mom her fiance and my brother and his family. And even though I was pushing it having people over, all of us getting loud in conversation, the activity level getting high because my mom, SIL, and I turned the early part of the party into an impromptu bridesmaid's dress fitting. Corey was good a bit agitated but fairly calm. So when V called I didn't think it would be a big deal for her to stop by. And it was like a house of cards one person too many. The next thing I know Corey is on the floor with his hands over his ears crying and I am feeling like the worst mom on the planet. I don't know why I have to force what I like on him so much. I know he doesn't like to have our home upset with a lot of activity...I have had 16 years to learn this. Once everyone left I was able to calm him down with the Michael Jackson DVD, some popcorn, and just us. Hopefully I will learn my lesson next year and just stick with the things he likes and take my wants and desires out of it.
Yep I decided to have a few people over to sing Happy Birthday and have dinner with us. Just my mom her fiance and my brother and his family. And even though I was pushing it having people over, all of us getting loud in conversation, the activity level getting high because my mom, SIL, and I turned the early part of the party into an impromptu bridesmaid's dress fitting. Corey was good a bit agitated but fairly calm. So when V called I didn't think it would be a big deal for her to stop by. And it was like a house of cards one person too many. The next thing I know Corey is on the floor with his hands over his ears crying and I am feeling like the worst mom on the planet. I don't know why I have to force what I like on him so much. I know he doesn't like to have our home upset with a lot of activity...I have had 16 years to learn this. Once everyone left I was able to calm him down with the Michael Jackson DVD, some popcorn, and just us. Hopefully I will learn my lesson next year and just stick with the things he likes and take my wants and desires out of it.
posted by Cat at
1:22 PM
6 Comments:
Oh stop beating yourself up sweetie. You never know, he might have taken it all in stride. Who's to know for sure when/if the outbursts/meltdowns will subside.
What i find interesting and kind of funny is how he sounds like pretty much any 16 year old guy-- no camera in his face please, oh not a big family get together, don't make a fuss etc. He's got a lot in common with my oldest. (that's why i don't scrapbook anymore... no pics!) :)
Happy Birthdsay Corey.
Sorry it didnt go as you had planned. What does!
Katie's the same way, she doesn't like people in our house. Her house I guess. She keeps asking when they'll leave and go home or she just tells them go home.
As for you, it's nice to pretend things are normal every once in awhile. To have family over, to do normal things. I'm the same way. I get tired of the routines and schedules and just want a change. So no, I don't blame you at all. And yes I have been punished by meld downs as well.
Take care sweetie.
You hit the nail right on the head Deb. It is the desire to be normal that causes me to force it even when I know the end result will probably be a melt down. If you only knew how alone and isolated I feel a lot of the time...Then again you probably do. And when you are 16 years into it everyone around you already knows not to stop by, not to invite you to things, and to leave you out. And it does get tiresome...and lonely.
Sound like you have you hands full - keep your chin up. It sounds like you're a great mom.
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I keep pushing that enveloppe too. Many happy returns of the day.
BEst wishes
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