I have noticed a pattern. A. punishes me every time he gets a special food treat.
I'm sick today. I have a kidney infection and needed to see the doctor and go on antibiotics (I hate antibiotics, and if you breastfeed and have ever had thrush, you know why.) The children spent the doctor's appointment at the MFRC (have I mentioned lately how much I love the MFRC staff? These women are my rock.) Afterwards, I realized I had zero groceries and was too sick to go shopping, and the boys were snackish. We picked up some Timbits.
I ordered pizza for supper tonight; I was just too sore and tired to stand at the stove and cook.
After supper, A. was acting up. I corrected him. He proceeded to tell me he hates me and I never do anything nice!!!!
I sent him to his room because I was this close to hitting him.
After I calmed down, I went to him and calmly informed him that I have noticed a pattern; all of his major tantrums and general treating-mommy-like-garbage moments have happened after he has had a treat (usually a food treat, but sometimes an adventure.)
So I am not buying any food treats for a week. Nor am I baking.
He was extremely upset, but c'mon. In what world are you rewarded for walking all over someone? Not in this world. If he is going to treat me like garbage after a treat, there won't be any treats for awhile.
I'm done. The parenting experts may be shocked, but he's got to learn he is not some prince and I am not the cook, maid, butler and nanny. He treats me like sh*t, he loses a privilege.
I did tell him I loved him and always will, treats or no treats.
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