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A break in transmission from cutting remarks, piss-taking and humour.

I interrupt my regular programming of cutting remarks, sarcasm and piss-taking to bring you this…

Now look in to his eyes - what do you see? I see sadness, and it's breaking my heart :(

Look in to his eyes – what do you see? I see sadness, fear, and it’s breaking my heart 😦 I also see his siblings running off to the swings.

(And please think twice before you stop reading).

I fear my gorgeous boy, just 3.5 years old, is losing any confidence he might have had.

He’s always been sensitive, and he gets that from me (no truly he does), so I can understand why he cries a lot.

But recently he’s become scared of everything, just a few months ago he used to love feeding ‘Gwandad’s cows’ and now he’s fearful of going near them.

He’s stopped eating things he used to adore, he won’t put on his shoes, and he rarely dances around the house like a happy, carefree soul anymore.

My gorgeous boy

My gorgeous boy

EVERYTHING I ask him to do is a problem and he says he can’t do it and then cries, proper tears, when I insist he tries.

He doesn’t eat, unless I insist and even then it’s a drama that usually ends in tears :(.

Yes I do get cranky if he doesn’t eat what he’s given because I make the other two do the same – plus he’s also losing weight.

But it’s not just food, it’s EVERYTHING.

Part of me thinks I need to have a different set of rules for my sensitive soul – maybe I’m making things worse by being so black/white?

He is the middle child – however I don’t think it’s middle-child syndrome, this is a too simplistic view.

I haven't seen my careful boy in a while :(

I haven’t seen my careful boy in awhile 😦

Admittedly my older child is more demanding and my ‘baby’ gets attention because I’m always telling him off, or laughing at his craziness.

However, I think it comes down to his personality and I know I can’t change this and quite frankly don’t want to.

I want to nurture, love, strengthen and encourage it.

At the moment nothing is working – the nice approach, the tough stance, the negotiation, the overly positive approach.

My heart broke at the dinner table the other night as my blue-eyed boy, who sits across from me, asked quietly: “Do you love me mummy?”.

Holding back a tear I said: “Of course my precious – I love you to the moon and back”.

I could go in to the guilt of having 3 kids in 3.5 years and how little time I have actually had to adore them separately – but I won’t.

So I’m putting it out in to the blogosphere – if I have ever made you laugh, smile or snigger, I would appreciate your thoughts and advice.

I know there are lots of books – but I would appreciate words of wisdom from you.

And here you all thought I had no heart just because I always say not very nice things about my life and kids.

So I'm still working on the brain part ;)

See – the Tin Man, or woman in my case, does have a heart.

So please mums, dads, aunties, uncles, sisters, brothers, grandparents, I’ve tried everything – how can I make my son’s eyes smile and dance again?

Thanks to the ever-present Jess @ Essentially Jess – for allowing me to reach out via IBOT

Oh and in case you didn’t see my genius last week – feast your eyes on this PUPPY!

Now I just have to figure out how to link to blog - someone... please?

Now I just have to figure out how to link to blog – someone… please?