An entry from my journal...
I realize as I sit here at 11:47 in the morning that what I want most of all, deep in my bones...that what I'm going to pray for - I mean, in a get-down-on-my-knees pray for - when it comes to my 6 year old is for him to find two best friends this year who like him for who he is and can understand and appreciate him for it. Two friends who are sincere.
My other prayer is for the 6 year old to become mellow in his reactions (it may take coping mechanisms) and more outwardly focused in his thoughts. And of course, to take a stand for himself on his own when needed.
It's funny. This fast that I'm on in the moment - just to prep for bloodwork - is now beginning to clear my mind, now that I've gone past a few intense hunger moments. 3 more hours to go.
This afternoon, after I get my blood drawn, we're headed to a school "meet-and-greet" where the 6 year old will meet his new teacher and see his new classroom. 1st grade here we come. What a milestone.
I'm still not ready.
Okay, now it's fifteen minutes later and I am emotional - a reaction towards my 6 year old son. We had an exchange. But I learned something from him, about him. He does better with short conversations. No long lectures. I remember getting advice about that regarding boys - too many words and they just zone out.
Okay. We both agree. He'll focus on a person when that person is talking to him and I'll keep my 'lessons' short.
I realize as I sit here at 11:47 in the morning that what I want most of all, deep in my bones...that what I'm going to pray for - I mean, in a get-down-on-my-knees pray for - when it comes to my 6 year old is for him to find two best friends this year who like him for who he is and can understand and appreciate him for it. Two friends who are sincere.
My other prayer is for the 6 year old to become mellow in his reactions (it may take coping mechanisms) and more outwardly focused in his thoughts. And of course, to take a stand for himself on his own when needed.
It's funny. This fast that I'm on in the moment - just to prep for bloodwork - is now beginning to clear my mind, now that I've gone past a few intense hunger moments. 3 more hours to go.
This afternoon, after I get my blood drawn, we're headed to a school "meet-and-greet" where the 6 year old will meet his new teacher and see his new classroom. 1st grade here we come. What a milestone.
I'm still not ready.
Okay, now it's fifteen minutes later and I am emotional - a reaction towards my 6 year old son. We had an exchange. But I learned something from him, about him. He does better with short conversations. No long lectures. I remember getting advice about that regarding boys - too many words and they just zone out.
Okay. We both agree. He'll focus on a person when that person is talking to him and I'll keep my 'lessons' short.
