Enter 5 year old lad with a toileting dilemma. Add in much distress at said toileting dilemma (constipation) and you have much noise, worse than white noise, the type of noise that tests your nervous system and rocks you to you core, screaming, crying and yelling. Ok, I am compassionate to his said toileting dilemma, I am not a hard hearted mumma (manic maybe), but I have the solution, "let's leave here, go home, get some ice-cream, a DVD and take some medicine." Well that suits if it is part of his plan.
Enter stage left, worlds colliding, World War III material, a clash of wills, no - a clash of plans. After much negotiation and some urgency about after school care closing, we finally left there. Both plans ignored. A new plan created. Cigarettes, deep breathing and rescue remedy for a beaten mum, beaten by that noise, and a new plan for the lad, much need recuperation and cuddling of promised DVD. Well, now to go watch the DVD and ensure no hard and fast plans are made for tomorrow.
10 mins later...
watch DVD - was that a plan? Exhausted lad is asleep
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