We came up with four. No throwing things. No breaking things. Be respectful. And then the little man added being nice about telling someone no. It falls under the be respectful umbrella. As soon as I am put on the spot my brain freezes. But I thought my three umbrella rules were good. Our new assignment was to come up with two more house rules that are tiny and specific. This is the work we did with the home specialist.
And that is all fine and dandy. I hate being asked what do you do for punishments. It is hard to take things away and have it mean anything. These kids do not care enough about anything for it to matter. The therapist thinks our house rules should include what the consequences/punishments are for breaking the house rules and that they should be handed out pretty darn quickly. No waiting for a real calm down. In my head I am not picturing it. From past experience......he calms down, but its not real....if I say something about what has occurred he immediately amps right back up.
And then it felt pretty condescending tonight. I was told not to let anyone watch R movies. Ha. If only they knew. I was schooled on hygiene. Not mine. The little woman's anxiety does not let her in the bathroom long enough to take a bath. She does not have an escape route and that bothers her. So we do the best we can. I can't take her outside and spray her down with the garden hose for Pete's sake.
There are many things I do not know about raising kids with brains changed from drugs in utero, but there are things I do know about raising kids in general. I am a long ways from perfect and can use all the help I can get. This is part of my support system and yet sometimes it doesn't feel supportive.
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