As for the rages, well that’s another story. We had a fantastic day yesterday, but tonight he went into another rage. Fortunately, thanks to my husband, I have my energy and emotional strength back. In my last post, I Surrender, I had to ask for help. I’m blessed to have a wonderful husband that came home and made dinner for the kids, while taking over all parenting, so I could recover from my day. For the record, I never gave up on my son, I will forever be by his side, but to be an effective parent, I realized that it’s vital to take a moment to recover. I so often make the mistake of refusing to ask for help because I hate to burden others, but I’m slowly learning that this is a marathon, not a sprint, so I need to pace myself and ask for help when I need it.
With my energy restored, I made it a point to tell my son that we love him during the rage and that we were trying to help him. So many times, I’ve found it easy to get caught up in the argument, but now, I’m trying to work on saying a whole lot less as he rages, while reminding him that he’s loved, even if he’s trying to hurt me.
After his rage, he started to have what appeared to be rapid cycling. As he went from crying, to a small giggle, then back to crying, all in a matter of 1 minute, he desperately cried, “help”. When I asked him what was wrong, he softly said that his moods keep changing. I continued to comfort him as I reminded him that this was going to pass before he feel asleep from the exhaustion of the rage.
As I reflected on the moment, I desperately wished our psychiatrist would give me comfort on what was happening with my son.
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Happy Father’s Day to my loving husband. Thank you for being my strength when I am weak. I love you!