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Tuesday, March 22, 2011

Tuesday March 22nd

When we brought Dominic home from Guatemala, and he began to speak, one of his favorite things to ask was "Is today Tuesdsay it actually was more like this " is today TOOOS-DEY?" We figured he just liked the sound of the word...Tuesday. I have been thinking about my little guy a lot lately. He is a bit of a shove the square peg into the round hole kinds person. He has his own way of going about things, and quite honestly, his ways are a lot different than the norm. I vacillate between whether this really bothers me, or not. At times I wish he wasn't, so, well everything-impulsive, destructive, disrespectful, hyper, unattached. I know, I know, I just used a lot of labels with my own child, I know. I live this everyday of my life. To medicate, or not medicate. We have done both. I can hear you all gnashing your teeth, not only do I label him, but I medicate him?! What I find is that when he is not on the medication our relation is disabled, quite disabled. I find myself with more "no's" and "stop it's!" thank I would like. While on the medication he is able to make calm, rational choices that are far better for himself in the long run. I don't mind the over activity, he is a little boy, I can handle that, but man oh man, this lack of impulsivity is a hard one. I just want to put it out there that I am really trying with him, there are so many awesome qualities about him, that, well I wish other people would see instead of the little boy shreiking incessantly just to hear himself shreik...school was a nightmare because he couldn't sit at circle time. Now personally I don't think little boys need to sit quietly at circle time, but he was getting branded because he really, just couldn't. He would do his work, rather neatly, in orange crayon. I personally saw no problem with this, but apparently it is not acceptable..I really see no problem with this, you can always work on the details later. So, I know I am making the right decision keeping him home, and letting him learn naturally, according to his own needs, NOT someone elses standards. Here he can write in orange crayon, or marker, or sand if he wishes. If the end product is the same, does it really matter how you get there? If everyone is taught to get the same answer, the same way, how do we produce creativity? I'm going to keep working on the labeling and medication thing, this is a journey of mine...I want him to have a joyfilled childhood. Let me end my post on some things that are incredibly awesome about him. He is sensitive, exuberant, intelligent, humorous, practical, energetic, creative, imaginative, curious, persistent, loving, and an all around great kid whom I am very honored to be able to call my son.

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