Mr.C

This is what I looked like last week. Mr.C had a VERY OFF week. It seemed that he had reverted to the old Mr.C.....and I was not liking it.....not one bit! He was getting in TONS of trouble at school, so that was no fun. He was being a pill at home....and I just did not know what to do or what to try next. I really wanted to run away and hide in a cave when his teacher pulled me aside and said that we needed to have a special parent teach conference and it needed to be ASAP! I was luckily able to schedule it for a day when Big B was home. However, everyday leading up to the conference I fretted, I did not know what I was going to say. I have a degree in childhood education....and yet I have one crazy kid. I think I ended up with an ulcer over the whole situation. Anyway, we went to the conference and they told us a bunch of stuff I already knew. And tried to suggest strategies for us to use at home....but much to their surprise it is stuff we have already been doing or already tried at home.

Mr.C is a good kid...a little on the WILD side....but he really has a sweet spirit and good heart. He is friendly, and helpful, and really wants to be a good kid. His little spirit is just a little to strong for him to control sometimes. As his parents we have worked really hard at trying to teach him and show him what is an ok way to behave and what is not. He has made a TON of progress over the last year. That is why it was particularly frustrating that he was behaving so badly last week. His teachers have not known him long enough to know that that is not typical behavior, so they started to panic. Which I don't blame them one bit....I TOTALLY understand having been a teacher myself. Anyway...they have put him on a special rewards system....and I am happy to report that for the last 3 days he has gotten all smiley faces!! Today the teacher said he had an awesome day!! I am SO RELIEVED and HAPPY!! But being Mr.C's mom I know not to hold my breath....little hiccups are to be expected....but progress is progress no matter how slow it may be.

Sometimes I wonder if I am going to be able to make it. Mr.C knows how to push all of my buttons. But right when I am ready to throw my hands in the air I am reminded of how much I wanted him to come to our family. How many years I prayed and hoped that he would come, and how hard I had to fight to get him hear safely. I am reminded of how much love and happiness he has brought into our home. I am reminded of how BORING our lives were without him. Then I am thankful....thankful he is mine....thankful that he was sent to me....thankful that I am his mommy.