I feel completely defeated by ds2 and I'm not sure where to go to get help
and I thought you wise mamas might be able to nudge me in the right direction.
He is 4 years old. I've spent a lot of time around 4 year olds--in care settings and one on one--and while I would hesitate to say there is anything normal about a 4 year old
ds2 is definitely not what most would say is normal-ish.
We spend every minute of our days working around him--just trying to get through the day.
Every interaction with him is an encounter.
Every day is just survival with him
I know kids have to test limits--but he doesn't test them, he makes life hell for everyone else in the family.
Everyone.
and it just isn't fair to the other kids
and I am just so overwhelmed by it
I don't know what to do or where to start....
or how to even talk to anyone about it.
Everyone else just says oh he's just being 2...3...4...
No....he was born like this.
It isn't changing, it is just getting worse now that he is 50 lbs and can do some serious damage to us.
Every toy that enters the house...we have to ask first--do i want to get hit with that?
Everything we do in the house, to make it more livable for the rest of us, we have to question--is it worth the turmoil it will cause when ds2 undoes it?
We walk around on eggshells
and I'm too stressed with work, school, ds1 and ds3 to keep tiptoeing
I have way too many moments right now thinking about how our quality of life would be if ds2 were just....normal.
help? Where do I start?
We don't even have a ped. since we just moved
and I thought you wise mamas might be able to nudge me in the right direction.
He is 4 years old. I've spent a lot of time around 4 year olds--in care settings and one on one--and while I would hesitate to say there is anything normal about a 4 year old
ds2 is definitely not what most would say is normal-ish.We spend every minute of our days working around him--just trying to get through the day.
Every interaction with him is an encounter.
Every day is just survival with him
I know kids have to test limits--but he doesn't test them, he makes life hell for everyone else in the family.
Everyone.
and it just isn't fair to the other kids
and I am just so overwhelmed by it
I don't know what to do or where to start....
or how to even talk to anyone about it.
Everyone else just says oh he's just being 2...3...4...
No....he was born like this.
It isn't changing, it is just getting worse now that he is 50 lbs and can do some serious damage to us.
Every toy that enters the house...we have to ask first--do i want to get hit with that?
Everything we do in the house, to make it more livable for the rest of us, we have to question--is it worth the turmoil it will cause when ds2 undoes it?
We walk around on eggshells
and I'm too stressed with work, school, ds1 and ds3 to keep tiptoeing
I have way too many moments right now thinking about how our quality of life would be if ds2 were just....normal.
help? Where do I start?
We don't even have a ped. since we just moved













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