Spring is here. Weather is warming up. The street is full of kids. The sound of basketballs bouncing and hockey sticks slapping the pavement fill the air.
It’s getting harder and harder to corral them back into the house at night for baths and showers.
It’s the time of year that Sean and I (and probably Cam. and maybe Eva) dread.
Last year I wrote about here and here.
Last year I wrote about here and here.
I am a little hesitant to say that his reactions might be a little less intense this year. I could be prematurely assuming that this year will be better but he has only cried to go for a drive 3 nights so far when it was really cloudy and blustery
And by cry – I mean that he has wailed for a several hours for Sean to take him for a drive until he fell asleep.
The wind hasn’t bothered him terribly. He asks for reassurance if he hears what might be thunder (so far it hasn’t). What little rain we’ve had hasn’t upset him.
The other night it was dark and windy and he insisted he have a bath at 8pm (that’s late in our house). But we let him and he laid on his back in the water with his ears submerged so he couldn’t hear the wind. I was proud of him for finding a solution.
Sean and I have decided and made a pact together that we won’t placate him all spring and summer by taking him for evening drives. We will muddle through however many scream filled nights we have to to break the habit. He needs to learn how to manage and cope with the things he can’t control. Like the weather. So far he’s doing well.
The other night it was dark and windy and he insisted he have a bath at 8pm (that’s late in our house). But we let him and he laid on his back in the water with his ears submerged so he couldn’t hear the wind. I was proud of him for finding a solution.
Sean and I have decided and made a pact together that we won’t placate him all spring and summer by taking him for evening drives. We will muddle through however many scream filled nights we have to to break the habit. He needs to learn how to manage and cope with the things he can’t control. Like the weather. So far he’s doing well.
The true test will be our next thunderstorm. Rain forecast this weekend. I am going to put all my positivity out there and assume he will do just fine with it. And hope that this incredibly difficult issue is behind us this year.
Do your children have fears that are difficult to cope with?
God Cuy is awesome – good for him for figuring out that bath solution. They are amazing little beings. I’ll think of you this weekend! I hope he’ll be great!!!
Logan’s thing is water. Last summer was HUGE, as he started to get into swimming pools for the first time. He’s never really had a problem with baths, but washing his hair is a nightmare. He’s getting old enough that it really makes it hard. He’s going to be 7 this summer, and he’s STRONG, so when he’s hysterical and thrashing around fighting me, it is so hard to not get soap in his eyes or get it done at all. Not to mention how it takes a toll on me, emotionally.
There is hope though, last time I washed his hair in the kitchen sink, using the sprayer on very low and he did better. Still terrified, but he let me do it. Here’s hoping we have found a solution!
my oldest is just goes nutso at the dentist. apparently the light is too bright. so, tomorrow we’re knocking her out to get her caps on the back teeth (i emailed you about that penicillin thing).
that’s great he found a way to calm himself in the tub! smart guy!