Now that school has been in full swing for about 5 weeks, I think we are finally getting in a good routine. Over the past month, I have realized just how much like me Lawson is. He is the pickiest eater, ridiculous even (yeah Mom, I am so getting payback for being so bratty about my food growing up:) He worries about doing things really well, perfectly even, and can be hard on himself if he isn't doing it perfectly, whether it's reading, writing, math, coloring, whatever. Like me, he also takes a while to get into to a routine when things have changed. For instance, going back to school after the summer break, when he stayed up a little later, slept a little later, got to play all day, take trips and have no real strict schedule to adhere to and then changing to bed at 8 every night, homework and studying each day after school, getting up early, etc. It was such a challenge to get him up, fight him to go to school, and then do homework that I thought I would lose it. Then I looked around the house, saw how messy it was, how dinner wasn't ready on time, how I was struggling with getting up and getting them both ready and out the door just as much has they were struggling with it, how hard I was trying to balance gym time, housework , errands, and me time and realized that I had to have patience with them, and they had to have patience with me too. See Lawson got his lack of scheduling and need for a good adjustment period from me. As an adult, I know I can't act out, throw fits, refuse to go to school, or whatever because I am struggling with getting myself into a routine of sorts, but L's only 6. I felt stressed and anxious and frazzled for a while, just as I am sure he did, until things started clicking into place and we slowly got adjusted to our new routines. I actually got my kitchen cleaned and dinner cooked this week, went to the gym each day, Paid bills, went grocery shopping, and am feeling somewhat accomplished. Maybe I can do this :)
So that kind of went further into detail than I had planned, but it's so funny to me how Lawson and I butt heads and argue and he can get to me like no one else can, and it's because how much alike we are. I have been told that by several people, my parents and Chuck included, but I really am starting to see it for myself. You see he's super picky with food, as am I, he has to have the last word, as do I (so says Chuck) which results in us arguing back and forth, and he worries about being good at things or doing things perfectly, which is a constant struggle of mine. I guess we may have a long road ahead, but I am going to try to always remember how much alike we are and to try to relate to how he's feeling since I can understand instead of letting it drive my crazy. Wish me luck :)
Back to the school situation now:
Well it happened, I finally went off the deep end. Last night as I was getting the kids clothes, shoes, snacks, backpacks ready for the next day, I laid out 2 different shoes for Lawson. I will admit, I was so tired last night and I had a migraine. So that makes it understandable right?