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The kids are all right

I have no idea how these ADHD meds are supposed to work, but after his first day yesterday, I’m breathing a sigh of relief.

  • He brought homework home.
  • He, unprompted, did that homework.
  • He brought the homework to me to see, and he actually DID the homework!
  • He took notes in math class and decided that math is actually not hard, but boring.
  • He turned in his late work for social studies.

If he’d done any ONE of these things, I’d have been thrilled. I hope this is the beginning of an amazing year of school for him!

 

Meanwhile, my other son has pissed some kids off with his drinking antics, and is paying the price. They’d like to beat him up. Of course. Isn’t that how we’d all like to deal with the people who make us mad? However, it seems that my son is more of an adult than I’d realized. He came to me last night and said he needed my help. He wanted to get to school extra early to be able to talk to the assistant principal about this mess. He refuses to fight (which is a change from last year!) and is looking for adult support. Yay! Also, I saw on his facebook, that he’s tried to talk to this kid, apologizing for his behavior, refusing to fight, suggesting they just move on, etc.  Yay! I feel so proud of him for trying to be diplomatic about this. For admitting his wrongs, for apologizing and for trying to make it right.

Granted, his poor choices got him in this mess to begin with, but Im very proud of how he’s handling himself.

Maybe I’m doing ok with this parenting gig after all…knock on wood.

Powerless

I’ve been having a hard time handling life lately. There’s been so much time that I’ve felt so powerless lately. It was making me crazy. The addition of D’s diagnosis, waiting on reports, waiting on appointments, waiting to find out what the best course of action will be…I can’t speed this up, it seemed all I could do was worry, and we all know how helpful ex was with it all. After the doctor appointment yesterday, I felt very relieved to have a script in my hand, and a plan for D.

Turns out I can really only handle feeling powerless about 3 situations at any given time. Four sends me over the edge and makes me cranky and irritable and not sleep very well. Now that we have a plan in action for D, I feel a lot better about the world. The three things I’m continually frustrated with due to my inability to control are….

The ex, his inappropriate conversations with the older boy, the short, sporadic and bizarre conversations he has with the younger boy. Worrying if he’ll be back to try to see the kids, if he’ll just vanish all together. Worrying about enforcing the order, modifying the order, asking for support, demanding a parenting class for him…It is so frustrating to know that nothing I do will have an impact on his behavior. He won’t change. He’ll stay angry and crazy. There isn’t anything I can do to make that situation any different than it already is. Luckily, we have a lawyer appointment next week – I’m hopeful that she can point us in the right direction.

The house…good god we hate living there. its cold and dirty and and in need of repair. It reeks of memories of a past life that I am so glad to be free of. Its difficult to hear the kids ask “when will we be moving?” or say things like “in our NEW house, I want my room to be blue”. I desperately want to give them a new place to start over in. Dragging it out like I’m being forced to do is just the worst. Granted, we have a roof over our heads, but some days, I think we’d all be happier living in the car.

Work. I’m good at my job, but in all honesty, I’m fairly certain anyone could do it. I’m tired of the monotony. I’m tired of the stupid workplace drama that comes with working with all women. I’m tired of a boss that is likely bipolar and terrible at delegating. I’m tired of no accountability. We really don’t want to take on any more debt right now while we scrimp and save to buy a house in the spring, so no school loans just yet….I have to stick it out a bit longer and then maybe we can get me working on an accounting degree or something to get me out of here…until then, there’s not much I can do.

So, as long as nothing else pops up, life should be manageable for a while!

My current life in a nutshell

I found out my oldest son lied to me, took the 10 dollars I gave him for admission to the dance and decided to hang out with some friends and get drunk this weekend. He then proceeded to tell me that I’m being obsessive and I’m stalking his life. He is 15.

Later today I go the Dr. with D to talk about ADHD meds.

I’ve been sick for the last three days with a cold of some kind that produces absurd amounts of snot. I’m at work today, coughing and tired…but payroll has to be done – so, here I am.

My husband informed me last week that I’ve been in a bad mood and wanting to ‘give up’ (yes, sometimes I say I want to give up – who doesn’t?) for over a month now. My life is overwhelming a lot of the time. I try to talk to him, but he just says we have to stay positive. things will be ok. etc. Honestly, I’m tired of hearing that. I’m more interested in solutions. Ideas. Suggestions for change. He asked all my FB friends to tell me they love me, that I seem to be having a hard time lately. I was uncomfortable when he told me this. Then he got defensive. Ugh.

My ex has been talking to A about his new girlfriend. She, apparently, thinks the 11 year age difference between him and her (shes 26, he’s 37) might be a problem for my son, so she wanted him to ask A about it to, ‘make sure he’s ok with it.’ Anyone else guessing she doesn’t have kids of her own? And weird, shes middle school guidance counselor. One would think she’d know better than to bring a teenager into his fathers relationships? Guess not. She lives in Maine. He’s still in South Dakota. I’m guessing its a Match.com thing and they’ve never actually met. I’ll give it a few more weeks when he’ll tell A that he had to break up with her because “she’s not long term material.” At least thats how its gone with the last 3 we’ve heard about.

Booooo! Ok, so upside?
I’m relatively healthy. D is going to hopefully start getting medicine to help him do better in school. A is going to be punished, but good god, lets keep our fingers crossed this can be something he learns from???
I am married to a wonderful and patient man who loves me no matter what. Life is really ok. I just wish it didn’t have to be so damn difficult so much of the time.

Off topic

This is off my normal topic, but its been weighing on me all morning. 

My older son’s best friend’s father died in a car accident shortly after midnight this morning. 
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Its led me to thinking a lot about how a parent is supposed to act, or at least things that, as a parent, you just don’t do. 

Parents don’t drink and drive at all hours of the night.

Parents don’t have pot in their house for their teenage son to steal. 

Parents don’t lose their license’s for DUI over and over.

Parents should fill out paperwork for their kid to get free / reduced lunches at school, or provide them with lunch themselves. 

Parents don’t hit their kids in the face. 

Parents don’t take risks putting the lives of their own, much less someone else’s kid in danger.

Parents should make sure that their kid has appropriate clothes to wear to dances.

Parents should take pictures of their kids wearing those clothes. 

Parents should make sure the kids know they are loved. 

Parents don’t kick their kids out of the house and tell them to go live else where because they are too much work. 

Parents don’t text their kid’s friends swearing and calling them names because their own kid doesn’t want to come home. 

 

This list sounds excessive. However, this is the life of my older sons best friend. I’m so sad for him that he’s lost his father, no kid should ever go through that. However, I am also so sad at the shitty hand this kid has been dealt. His mom is so mean to him sometimes. His dad drinks and drives with him in the car. They both smoke pot in front of him. Where is this kid going in life? He told his mom he wanted to come live with us last week. She said “good! go ahead!” 

I wish there was a better way to help him see that even though his parents are selfish and useless, he is still a good kid and can have a decent future…

I do not consent!

For YEARS I kept asking my X if there was something wrong with D, the way he was in school, not doing his work, not able to focus, not able to follow through, etc. My X was a teacher, he dealt with kids every day. He was constantly telling me “NO! D is FINE! He’ll grow out of it. its not a big deal.” His teachers seemed to like him, liked his sense of humor, enjoyed him in class, etc.

Fast forward to middle school – NO communication with the teachers, D is failing, not doing his work, its becoming a nightmare. At home he wants to play computer, he wants to watch tv, he can’t follow through on simple tasks like taking the dog out to pee, or cleaning up his room, without direct one on one support. So, I decide that he should see a behavioral specialist.

The specialist recommends that it would benefit D to be evaluated at the early intervention place to see what they can come up with to try to help him do better in school and help us all at home.

We met with the evaluator last week and his test results indicate that he has ADHD. I get this is fairly common, but it was still difficult to hear. She said that medication and therapy were the best bets for him. I tried not to be too pissy at his father for convincing me D was fine, or the school for not realizing there was an issue, or myself for not listening to my gut when I was so sure there was something not quite right. It is what it is…and we’ll need to deal with it. Blame and anger aren’t going to be useful.

We made another appointment for more tests to determine the severity, and an appointment with his primary dr. to discuss treatment options.

I talked to D myself about his tests indicating ADHD the idea of taking medicine every day and continuing to see his behavior dude. He was worried he’d be put in the slow class. I told him absolutely not! that this was all just a way to try to help him do better in school, to remember things better, to hear things better….he was like “I can take medicine that would help me with that?! YES!”

Then I realized I was going to need to let his father know, as we are supposed to share in medical decision making. I knew that he’d have a fit when he realized that D had an actual diagnosis. He’s the type that if his kid has some kind of defect, blame will need to be assigned – and it would be all about him and not at all about his son. And I was right.

From: Me
Sent: Tuesday, September 18, 2012 1:56 PM
To: X
Subject: D

D has been assessed by Dr. (evaluator lady) at the (early intervention place). Her test results indicate that he has ADHD. We are meeting with his primary physician, Dr. (so and so)  at (his dr’s office) on 9/24/12 to discuss treatment options.

And his response:
From: X
To: Me
Sent: Tuesday, September 18, 2012 3:49 PM
Subject: RE: D

I do not consent to him being medicated, what I do consent to is having him placed back in counseling for what he has been through.  But there are many things in that boys life that I do not, nor will ever consent to.  Medicating that little boy is an absolute shame and something that he will never forget for the rest of his life – hope you keep that in mind.

As much as I wanted to respond with all the logic about adhd not having anything to do with counseling (which he has been discharged from by the counselor because of the progress he made) or “what he’s been through” Whatever the hell that even means – that behavior modification therapy and meds will likely be the options – or that he’s not a “little boy” in 8 short months he’ll be a teenager!
Also, I’ve done research and talked to doctors and moms who have to medicate their kids, and adults who have been medicated since they were kids….I plan on making an INFORMED decision!
I didn’t respond. There would be no point. However, I did let A know about his brother, and asked him to stop making ADHD jokes and to try to be a little more patient. I also told him that his dad thinks medicine is a bad idea. A said “What?! thats dumb! Whatever we gotta do to keep D from busting windows, we need to just do it.” I also mentioned to D last night that I had to tell his dad about all this stuff and that dad wasn’t on board with medicine and D said “Why not!? What if the dr says that’s what is going to be best for me?!” I told him, “then that is what we’ll do”.
Then! after all that…the X called the house to talk to D. Asked him “who told you that you needed to go to the dr?” D’s response was “IDK” and he asked “what kind of troubles are you having?” D just said “i’m not having any troubles.” then the conversation when to D talking about his life is good, super, you know, epic….that made me laugh. The conversation ended right after that. X doesn’t like to hear when his kids are doing well.
Also interesting that he called when he found out D had ADHD, but not when he went to the ER. And by interesting, I mean really really stupid.

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  5. I’m unbelievably impatient. 
  6. I was bit in the face by a dog when I was 13. I had a terrible fear of dogs for a very long time. I managed to get over it, I now have two dogs.
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Some things can’t be changed

I thought it would be different somehow in the event of an emergency. maybe it wasn’t conveyed as an ’emergency’…though the fact he was told we were at the EMERGENCY room by me AND by my older son would have been a clue. 

I guess I thought that even though he lacks the ability to see anyone other than himself that perhaps a medical emergency would some how trigger something that would cause him to have a moment of clarity. 

Clearly, I was mistaken about that.

So, what does this mean now? Does he see my son the same way he sees me? “She is dead to me!” he told my older son. Is that how he feels about D? How is this going to play out if he comes back here? Is he just going to actively ignore his own son? What kind of clusterfuck is he creating for my children? How is this not against the law? Why don’t I have any recourse here? Why can’t I change this or fix this or make it something other than my ex husband telling my son, through is actions, to go fuck himself?

D knew that I told his dad about his trip to the ER. So, he also knows his dad didn’t bother to check in with him. D has a friend, Catherine, HER mom and her mom’s fiancee BOTH called D and talked to him about it! My parents called him, my friends commented on FB about it to him. People he never met were wishing him well. 

I don’t know what to do here. I don’t know how to make this any different. I have no avenue to change anything about this situation. All I am able to do is continue on with my life as I have been – and swallow this latest pill of realization that not only is my ex an asshole, he is getting worse. 

A trip to the ER just because life wasn’t interesting enough…

My 12 year old son got angry yesterday after a dodgeball game with his brother and his brothers friend. He stormed into the house screaming mad, the friend jumped up in his window and stuck his tongue out at my 12 year old and it a moment of impulsivity and anger, my son punched the window. We all heard glass break, I ran down the hall to be met with my son running at me, holding his hand, his hand and wrist were gushing blood. I took him into the bathroom to wash it off, hoping it looked worse than it was, but immediately realized we needed to go to the hospital. 

By the time we got there my older son had posted on his Facebook that his brother was on the way to the ER after losing his cool after a dodgeball game. 

Once we were seen by two nurses and given a room, I emailed my ex to let him know. 

Sent: Friday, September 07, 2012 7:54 PM
To: X 
Subject: Your son

Wanted to let you know that D got mad and broke a window tonight. We’ve taken him to the hospital and they’re going to do an X-ray to make sure there is no glass in his arm then they’ll stitch him up and send him home.
If anything changes I’ll let you know.
Thanks

After the email we had X-rays done, my son was terrified, he got shots in his arm to numb it, he screamed and cried and kept saying how sorry he was. I held his hand his step dad held his legs. Eventually (three hours later) the whole ordeal was over and we were on our way home. 

A full 24 hours later this is the email I get from my ex, who as you may recall is also our landlord: 

Sent: Sat, Sep 8, 2012 23:37:47 
Subject: RE: Your son

I have already been informed. The window will need to be replaced with a similarly rated product and you may send a copy of the receipt and the new window specifications to my mother with next months rent.

I my guess is that after seeing the older sons Facebook post, he called the house, knowing that we weren’t home and grilled him for information. Because as we all know, information about your child’s emergency medical situation is best gotten from a 15 year old boy who has a friend over, and isn’t at the hospital with your child. 

Seriously, so he’s really worried about the window? Wow. I know I shouldn’t be surprised, but yet, I kind of am. I’m thinking right now about my son screaming in pain, apologizing about breaking a window, sorry he lost his cool, he’ll never do it again, he is so so so sorry, and thanks for bringing him to the hospital….holding his hand and hugging him, my husband holding onto his legs to keep him from squirming too much…being scared out of my mind that he was going to bleed to death on the way to the hospital, and so relieved when they said they could stitch him up and send us home…the LAST thing on my mind was that fucking window. 

Its become glaringly clear to me over the last few months, that he must be so relieved to not have to pretend to give a shit about the kids anymore. It must have been exhausting all those years married to me and to hear me going on about the kids and being worried about them or being proud of them. He must not have had any idea why I was so concerned. 

After reading that email i was angry, very very very angry. However, my response was simply:

X
Thanks for your reply. D ended up getting 5 stitches, and is doing just fine. 

 

Where I am is a million times better than where I’ve been

There are days I feel overwhelmed, like today. I’ve been busy traveling to see my parents, getting the kids back to school, worrying about getting bills paid and having enough money to fill the oil tank, get the furnace cleaned and paying for Christmas…you know, all the things adults worry about…well, most adults. Not my ex. I’m certain he’s not worrying about money, or the kids, or his stupid house and how how to heat it this coming winter. He’s not worrying about bills or how his brakes are grinding or the time he’ll be missing from work to make it to all of his son’s cross country meets.

Its unfair. It makes me angry.

I do 1000 things at once. I can carry all the responsibilities of my family. I make sure things get done. I keep us all organized, on time and on task. My kids need someone strong and fair and patient. They have that with me. My kids need consistency and unconditional love and boundaries. They have that with me too. I’ve become THE parent. Not A parent. Not ONE of the parents. THE PARENT. This hasn’t been clearer than when I was filling out the boy’s school forms.

Mother / Legal Guardian: Me
Address: Where I live
Phone: My cell phone
Alt Phone: My work phone
Email: My email

Father / Legal Guardian: X’s name
Address: Blank
Phone: Blank
Alt Phone: Blank
Email: Blank

Is this really so difficult? To do it on my own, yes, it is VERY difficult. Do I have any other options? Not really. I mean, I guess I could do drugs or drink to try to escape the reality of my life…but that sounds pretty shitty for my kids…and frankly I get really irritated and how unproductive a hangover can make me…and drugs are expensive!

I like to think that this is all part of bigger plan. That I’m here raising my kids and my ex is not because the universe is protecting my kids from their father. That I’m in this position because I can keep looking and moving forward, not getting bogged down in self pity and anger and unfairness, which is what my kids need…or, well, maybe its not like that at all…maybe I’m just the bigger and better person, and I’m doing whats right and what is best for my kids, and he’s not because he can’t see beyond his own little bubble.

Lets put this unfairness and overwhelm into perspective….
Where would I be if I weren’t here doing this alone? Would I rather still be married and dreading going home every night? Would I rather constantly be a buffer between him and my kids so he wouldn’t hit them?  Would I rather feel like shit about myself and my abilities as a human being to love and be loved?

When I look at it that way, I wonder what the hell I could possibly be bitching about. I’d rather handle a little unfairness and being overwhelmed then ever go back to that life. I need to remember that where I am is a million times better than were I’ve been.

Weekend

I was having trouble knowing where to start with this…lets see how it all shakes out.

A, who is 15, went to Boston with a friend to stay with the friends grandmother earlier this summer. X was mad he didnt get proper notice. Fine. Sorry. I sent him the contact info as soon as I knew A was going…should have known that wasn’t the end of it. This is part of the conversation A had with his Dad over Facebook IM on Saturday, over a month since A has been back.

X: I am not going to say shit about you going out of state like that – the contact number for his mother was in state, no idea where you really were at all. Just gald your smart enough to stay out of the mix

AWe were with his grandmother, not mother

Xpoint being I didnt get a heads up or anything about it which is a blatant violation of what the judge said. I digress, I cant be that person anymore. but still it makes me nervous… guess it is a dad thing lol
A: lol
Xeasy for your dumbass teenage hormonal self to laugh about, but I cant have any more kids so I do worry about the two that I have ya know!

Ok, so wait a second…did he just say that he can’t have more kids so he worries about the ones he has? As in if he COULD have more kids, the ones he has now would just be a distant memory? Yes. That IS what he said. Gross. 

Besides that, as if that wasn’t enough, my son was going to go to a concert on Saturday, but didn’t end up going. the girl he was going to go with decided to go drinking instead, so he asked me to just come get him in town, he just wanted to come home. I offered to go with him to the concert, or I could buy him some junk food and just take him home…whatever he wanted. I felt bad that he was being stood up like that, but I was crazy proud of him for choosing to come home instead of going out drinking. This is what his father had to say about it:

X: no concert?
Athe chick i was going to go with decided to go to a pary and gett drunk instead and i didnt want to go get drunk so i came home
X: I see, did you have tickets?
is that the kayla girl?
A: yaaaa and yaaaaa
X: hmm – you know you could have gone out with her and just not have drank
A: lol no
X: why not?
you just get a soda and carry that around in a big red cup
was there a fo0tball game tonight?
A:she was with a bunch of people that do hard drugs and smoke too much and drink to much. she doesnt do hard drugs or anything but i just wasnt interesting in going out toinight
X: hmmm

Seriously? Encouraging him to go out with people who are underage and drinking and doing drugs? Wow. 

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In other news – as I’ve mentioned before the X is my landlord. I can’t even explain how much this situation is just wrong…but , here we are – so all I can do is wait for it to be over with.

When I was married, our mortgage was due on the 10th of each month, therefore, my rent payment is due on the 28th on the previous month, to allow time for it to reach his mother and for his mother to deposit it for him. Lately, he’s been squawking that my rent payments are coming late and he’s going to charge me a late fee. I’ve explained to him that he is mistaken. The lease says that “payment is to be made within 3 days of the due date” I made payment, I put it in the mail and it is postmarked within 3 days of the 28th. Every time. Its not late. It doesn’t say it needs to be received, only that payment is to be made. Here are the string of emails I got over the weekend:

X:  The rent payment for this month was sent late as evidenced by the postmark on the envelope and was received late enough so that it has once again caused me to receive a corresponding late fee. I can not afford to cover these fees for you anymore. You are hereby assessed the late fee of $40.00 per the rental agreement which is payable ‘before’ the next rent payment is due – the 28th of this month. If it is not received before hand it will result in an additional $40.00 fee to you.

ME: X,  Thanks for the email,
the lease states that payment is to be made within three days of the due date, so the postmark could have been as late as the 31st and still been within the 3 day window.
Also, according to the lease, the late fee is not 40.00. It is 35.00.

X: The lease states that the payment must be “received” and not postmarked. Your payment came in on the 1st – again. And you are correct in the 35.00, which is what needs to be sent along before the next payment is due if you wish to avoid further late payments (which I am being charged for your tardiness).

ME: X, Thanks for getting back to me. Hopefully this will be the last email concerning this issue. No where in the lease does its say payment is to be received within three days of the due date, only that payment is to be made within three days of the due date. I made payment and mailed it within that three days, as evidenced by the postmark.

X: The meaning of ‘made’ and the ‘three days’ was made crystal clear to you prior to you signing the lease.  As we discussed at that time – the due date was set to give you enough time to get the payment to me prior to the date that the mortgage was to be due (the 1st).  You agreed to that orally as well as with your signature on the lease.  There is no question as to the meaning of when payment was to be received by me from you.  Additionally, as we have previously discussed, you were made aware of you pattern of late payments (more than three previous instances of late payments) and that any further late payments would result in the late fee assessment.  As it stands you currently owe 35.00 in late fees for your late payment.  I will expect payment prior to the next rental payment due date of 9/28.  Failure to ensure that the late fee is received by that date will result in an additional late fee that you will be responsible for.

He is just to exhausting to deal with. And a dummy. Have I mentioned that lately? My ex is a giant dummy. He knows nothing. He makes it all up pretending he knows stuff. But he doesn’t. He is also a crappy landlord. And a crappier father.

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