OMG....I just wanted to strangle the poor, pitiful, motherless thing. Luckily he is not the first child I have dealt with......with this selective memory issue. I also have dealt with the issue of being too lenient on things only to have that adult child come back and yell at me for being too lenient thus ruining his life. I believe the exact words were: "you were the parent. Why did you let me (the kid) get by with it?" Sometimes parenting is just lose lose! So as Z
Now before I go further....let me explain something here. The reason Z is still standing today and not walking funny because I kicked his tush over this entire thing is because.....I realize he really does feel bad. His head hurts, his stomach hurts, his feet hurt and he keeps spiking temps only to have them break and leave him drenched in his own sweat. He is tired all the time, irritable and quite frankly.....I feel for the kid. I didn't feel that an @$$ kicking at this point would help the situation any, however a little dose of reality might.
I followed all of this up by explaining to him why I insisted he go to school even though he felt bad. Why I expected him to do his best to focus and be there to learn. Why I insisted he do his school work and get it in on time. Because life doesn't always give us an easy path. Sometimes there are obstacles and we have to learn to adjust. We have to learn to overcome and yes....sometimes we have to go to school, go to work and live life not feeling our best. If Z turns out to have some auto immune disease....chances are he is going to have many times in life that he doesn't feel well, but he can't stop living because of it. He has to fight through and make himself come out the other side a winner. As I told him....if I didn't make him fight every day, then someday in the not so far off future.....he and I would be having the conversation of "Mom....why didn't you make me?" and I personally was not up for having another one of those.
By the time we were through.....I believe Z's selective memory was more in line with reality...at least for now. This won't be our last conversation like this and six months from now....he will probably have forgotten this one. Again.....being a mom can really suck. However, when you have a good kid like Z.....much can be overlooked and even I can have selective memory.
So here is hoping that you have a memorable Friday. Happy Friday everyone!