Was it the Full Moon?

The MELTDOWN….

I’m sure those of you with calm, angelic children don’t have this problem.  Those of you without children can’t even comprehend it.  Sure, you’ve witnessed it at the store or restaurant – but until you’ve lived through it – well you probably won’t get it.

I had the pleasure of not just 1, but 3 or 4 meltdowns this weekend.  I’d like to blame it on the full moon (you know that super/blood moon that everyone was raving about and that was actually the cause for 1 of the said meltdowns?!)  But, no – that wasn’t the problem.  It might have been too much sugar, maybe even wheat, too much stimulation, not enough sleep?  I can only guess at the trigger – but the root cause goes back to ADHD, ODD, SPD, ASD – any number of letter combinations that my kids were tested for.  What those letters ultimately mean is life with kids isn’t anything like I had expected… That I pray for lots of patience & guidance – every day…That even though my kids look like every other kid, there are things going on in their brains that cause them to struggle.

One son had a meltdown Saturday night because I told him it was time for bed and he couldn’t have a snack (he’d been watching a movie so had plenty of time to get a snack before the movie ended).  He yelled and slammed things for an hour – yes an hour – all for the lack of a granola bar.  In the process he put a hole in the wall (which he’ll have to fix), lost electronics for a week and was grounded to his room for a day – but that didn’t matter.  Sunday it started all over again – he didn’t like the options I gave him for breakfast, he didn’t want to eat lunch, he didn’t want to have to stay in his room.

My other son is on the autism spectrum – you can’t tell it to look at him, he’s on the lower end.  But it effects his life in very real ways.  He’s very smart, but gets frustrated by things that don’t make sense – he has a low tolerance for many things.  So when he saw the moon rise & it was shrouded with clouds, it wasn’t red, and the shadow wasn’t going in a way that made sense to him – he lost it.  I’m talking crying, stomping, over the top – especially for his age.  It didn’t make sense and he couldn’t figure it out.

My heart breaks for my boys with each meltdown.  I did what I could this weekend – prayed – alot!!! Dealt out consequences where they were needed, ignored what I knew was said or done to try to push my buttons, and started taking things away (that finally stopped the fit – grounding and loss of electronics didn’t matter, but when I started to remove things from his room – I finally got his attention).  For my other son, I searched the internet and found a video to show him why the moon & the shadow didn’t look the way he thought they would – and he regained his composure.

I’m not really sure why I’m telling you all this.  I have some great friends that are my support group  – I can talk to them, they pray for me, I pray for them, some are in the same situation.  But, I guess I wanted to share a little piece of my life that isn’t so simple.  or easy.  or pretty.  Definitely no ‘Pinterest Perfection’ here!  I considered joining Periscope last week (for those of you just learning, like me, it’s an app that you can live stream video to your followers).  Could you imagine if I had Periscoped the meltdowns?  or my reactions? or life in general?  That’s the makings of another BAD reality show.  But life goes on.  Today is a new day – still no electronics, but no meltdowns this morning.  I’m thankful for the positive start to the day – hope it continues through their day at school – and will do my best to keep things calm this evening.

Wish me luck, better yet – Say a prayer… not just for me, but for all parents – it’s one tough job!  But I wouldn’t trade it for the world!!

~Gerri

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2 thoughts on “Was it the Full Moon?

  1. Renee Torres September 28, 2015 / 9:36 am

    I’ll pray for you, I completely understand. I have 5 children with some of them being special needs and it can test the patience of a saint. I’ll never forget when my son cried for hours when he was 3 1/2. It lasted so long I was ready to take him to the hospital thinking something was wrong medically. I couldn’t console him and he was non verbal and couldn’t tell me what was wrong. I called a sub for a class I was supposed to teach at church that night and waited for my hubby to get home from work. When it was all said and done he was in his room and pulled back the comforter on his bed and found the Monopoly money he had lost. He was a happy camper again after about a 5 hour crying fit all over some play money.

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    • Gerri Baker October 5, 2015 / 8:05 pm

      Thanks Renee! Things have calmed down some in recent days, but it’s like a constant roller coaster! I will add you to my prayers as well!

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