It's my little mans birthday today.....it should be a happy morning, but it isn't.
J woke up in a horrid mood....I know it's because he hates disruption and doesnt like the upset in the house of presents etc.
A friend suggested I wrap his presents in cellophane because he wouldnt open any christmas presents because the gifts are hidden from view and he doesnt know if he wants whats inside.
He definatly doesnt like the element of surprise!!
Hubby was so excited because we had bought J a new bike. The cards and smaller presents were opened...so the cellophane overcome the problems we have faced in previous years....big brother bought him another pocket watch to add to his every growing collection....so we had a smile.
The bike was put in the kitchen and after all gifts were opened, hubby called J into the kitchen. The bike was smack bang in the middle of the kitchen......J didnt see it. He just stood in the kitchen with his nose two mm from his new watch........
I feel so sad. J doesnt get excited about anything. It just brings it all home to me when he behaves so different to ds1. I'm sat here hateing myself because I should know better. I should understand. I should not feel like this......but I do and I hate myself for it.
I hate myself for sitting and wishing J didnt behave the way he does......thats like saying I hate my son....he is who he is......but I want him not to be sat on the floor screaming because he wants the bike carried upstairs so no one can see it. He doesnt want it to go outside, EVER. Its too shiny and sparkly. It cant get dirty.
Today is a big day because my ds1 is sitting his entrance exam for a scholarship at an independent school.....now he is in tears because J has biten him and kicked him.......
Hubby is trying to sort out the battles that are going on....I gave up after J threw a cup at me.....
Oh poo......I cant see for tears.....why does it have to be like this??????
I just wish for one day we could magic away J's problems and have just a normal happy day......