I have two children. The oldest is my 14 year old daughter and my youngest is my 11 year old son. They are either best friends and giggle their fools heads off or they bicker. It's the bickering that I can't stand. They bicker about anything. Right now I'm listening to them bicker about who does more chores and who does them right. I had to ask them to stop bickering long enough to wish my mother a happy birthday.
It's days like today that I wonder why did I delight so much in teaching them to talk and form sentences? When they were cooing and babbling infants just formulating syllable patterns it was just so cute. Now they don't stop talking. The older one talks or rather texts all day long. Thankfully, we have unlimited texting but goodness that number on the bill summary is high.
My son talks at everyone. And just doesn't stop talking. He is a little expert on dinosaurs, pokemon, bakugan, and beyblades, He also will talk at great lengths about Greek myths and mythical creatures. I really do cherish how smart he is and how much he reads but sometimes I just want some quiet. And what would really wow me is if he would every once in a while give me a real opinion from himself and not what he read. Some of these symptoms are why I thought he had Aspberger's. But according to the doctor's it's AD/HD.I'm never sure how I feel about that diagnosis. But the therapies and meds help. Ultimately, he feels better about himself because he is able to control himself during school.
I suppose the real reason I taught them to talk was to hear them say, "I love you, Mommy". So it was a completely selfish reason I wanted them to talk and it's a completely selfish reason why I want them to stop. I guess what I'm struggling for is the balance. I don't have that yet.
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