Two posts in two days? This ought to fill my quota for the rest of the month.
The Mini turned four a few weeks ago. He’s a full fledged kid now. It’s amazing how much he’s changed in the last year. The gains he’s made. Three was by far my least favorite age, and in the last month or two, as we neared four, things got easier. He started to be cool again.
And then he got sick. He’s had an ear infection for a month now. We went through three rounds of antibiotics, which didn’t work, and on top of that, it made him a fucking beast to deal with. Never has he given me the problems that I’ve experienced with him in the past few weeks. Tomorrow he goes to an ENT, and we’ll see where we stand from there. I’m suspecting allergies, because he’s never had more than a cold, and only two ear infections prior to this. On top of this, LG has yet another ear infection, and we’re going to call the ENT for her tomorrow and move forward with tubes. I’m just so done.
Anyway, I get that he’s a late bloomer in this regard. He’s asserting independence, testing boundaries, and seeking attention in less than desirable ways. This is hard to deal with, because he’s never given me problems before. He’s a very passive kid, and laid back. This sudden onset of brazen attitude is bewildering.
Tonight, we were at the pool, and in typical attention seeking behavior, he refused to listen to his instructor. She would try to get him into the pool and he would pull away. He wasn’t scared, he just thought he was being funny. By now, three other people are trying to get involved and I made it clear that if he didn’t listen, he was going home. He got in the pool, and I could see that he was trying to catch my eye. The teacher was making them line up to jump in, and I could see her struggling. He didn’t want to get in line. So she made him sit on the side of the pool. As soon as she turned her back, he got back in. At this point, I had had enough and pulled him out of the pool, where he started to cry and scream no, and then promptly bolted.
Had I not been so pissed off, I would have been mortified. A director cut him off at the pass and reprimanded him, which point, I told her, I had him, and don’t even bother, because he’s unreachable (we know one of the aquatics directors very well, and had she been there, this wouldn’t have happened). As I was dragging him to the locker room, he was laughing, and I told him that he was done for the day. Going to bed. Of course he started to cry:
“But Mama, I want to apologize.”
That didn’t work:
“I want YOU to go to YOUR room.” (oh, with PLEASURE. BYE!)
“Fine! I’m running away!”
I’ll help you pack your bags (another mother laughed at that remark).
I had to follow through and put him to bed. I hate to do that when he’s so young, but he understood what he did wrong and there was no getting trough to him.
All I have to say is if four is going to be like this, I might have to just enter myself in AA right now.