I'm going to say it out loud. Sometimes I hate this child. That is a horrible thing for a mother to say. Deep down I always have love for this child. He is mean, destructive, offensive, gross, constantly gives me dirty looks and horrid remarks. So how do I parent him? That is tough. We all know it. It is easier to just send him from the room or leave the room myself.
Parenting has to sometimes be a head decision and not always a heart decision. The committment is obviously there. I have had many people tell me that they would have sent him away long ago. If you have sent a child to residential do not get me wrong. I KNOW there are times it must be done. It would be a difficult and heart wrenching thing to do but there are times when parents must do this. He has behaviors that are not quite enough to go there. If I ever felt one of us was in danger he would go. He has had a very rough morning. He didn't want to take his medicine. He has suddenly decided it makes him dizzy. He doesn't complain about this at any other time. He is fine doing sports, eating, walking through the halls. But when he is at home he decides to choose this battle. He spit the medicine on the floor, he hid it in his hand. I finally got him to take it. He is 16. I'm not sure how much difference the medication is making so I probably will let him cut it out rather than battle every morning and see how it goes. I still managed a coupld of "I love yous". When he had me do his brushing for SID on his back I said "Sure I'll do anything for you". He still walked out the door without saying a word. Some days we do the right thing because it is the right thing. We must trust and have faith that God is working in this child's life. He will give us the strength to handle this correctly not based on our emotions of the moment but because it is right. Stand strong today. Do what is right even if the feelings scream something else.