Carry-over from yesterday

Yesterday started off really, really well. I went to a corporate wellness expo and talked to a bunch of cool people and even made some new sales. So it was great. Then along came time for the kids to get home from school and my Mom to pick them up. They had half day and this was the third one in a row. I'm not going to go into what happened, cause I really only know one side of the story, but it was bad. WTF am I supposed to do over the cell phone? Especially when I said I need to talk to him and I hear my Mom ask him if he wants to talk to me. WTF???????!!!!!!!!!!!! You do not ask the 8 year old if he wants to talk to him Mom when you are having a problem. You TELL the 8 year old that his Mom wants to talk to him. Needless to say, after he hung up on me everything got worse for them.

So I've only been given what happened by the 8 year old and we talked about it for 1/2 an hour last night. He and I understand why it happened, but it's still not ok for him to get violent. He needs to eat every 2-3 hours or his emotions get out of control for him. Here at the house we haven't had a problem with it in about 2 years. But I forget that others don't fully understand how important it is for him to eat since they haven't been witness to the mood swing that can happen.

I said my nephew could come over today, forgot I said that. lol But kind of figured it wouldn't happen becuase Mom wouldn't want to deal with whatever happened. No such luck. So she asks if hubby told me what happened and I said no, because we only saw each other for a few minutes last night, but that son and I had talked about what happened and what needed to happen in the future so it wouldn't happen. She then proceeds to tell me that it's not ok for him to lay hands on people in anger. NO SHIT!

She proceeds to tell me some more about how it's not ok and I explain the whole food situation and how that doesn't make it ok, but the fact that he really loses his control. I think this is about when the conversation got me cranky and defensive.

Her: "he needs to understand that it's not ok".
me: "he does understand"
her: "well he obviously doesn't"
me: "if you ask him right now he will tell you it's not ok"
repeat a few times


I tell her that he does know right now if you talk to him about how wrong it is, but that he gets so frustrated after he hasn't eaten that he can't use that good judgement he has. BLah, blah, it's not ok. I finally asked her how she wanted me to handle it differently. Does she want me to beat him? No of course not, but wtf does she want me to do differently than what I did? I didn't get an answer about what I should do differently. This is how living in that house was, no wonder why I moved out 2 days after graduation. Nothing I've ever done is good enough. Which is fucking ironic cause I'm not the single parent that has never moved out and is 30 years old! Don't tell me how to raise a son, you fucked up with yours! Oh oh, I'm getting super pissed now. Maybe it's time for me to eat?

I guess hubby and I will have to talk about it tonight and ruin our evening. I can't have this hanging over me now and I want to hear what my Mom's side of the story wass. I just didn't want to hear it from her this morning. I'm sure I should have asked, but just wasn't up for it. The conversation was long enough as it was.

On a great note, hubby passed the first fire dept. test and will move on to the other tests now. That was a major accomplishment and another reason why I didn't want to talk about the issue last night. It was supposed to be a night to celebrate. It's only 11am and I want a martini bad now!

Oh and it all that isn't enough. My mother lovin' hosting won't let me update either site. I rarely have time to do updates, so to do them and then not be able to update it sucks! I can't put my newsletters out either until I get those updates online. WAHHH, let's do over!