Monday, October 18, 2010

Ah yes, Monday mornings.

I think that most people hate Monday mornings.  At a minimum they do not look forward to them, unless maybe you are leaving on a fabulous vacation.  I think I am pretty safe when I say that if people were surveyed, they would most often describe Mondays as their least favorite day of the week.  When school is in session, my Monday mornings start generally at about noon on Sunday.  That is when the dread of begins to set in.  By noon Sunday I have usually already heard once 'I don't want to go to school tomorrow'.

Sunday afternoon is a back and forth as to why my youngest shouldn't have to go to school the next day. 

'Can I go to a new school?'.  '
When can we move?'. 
'Can you homeschool me again?'. 

These are all queries that I am hit with EVERY Sunday afternoon.  On Monday, my morning begins with my youngest crawling in bed with me.  Oh and let's not forget that Kaja, the cat, comes with her.  Usually Kaja walk over my head a few times, bites at my hand, jumps off the bed several times, only to scare the crap out of me when she pounces back up on top of me.  The Monday morning bed conversation usually consists of a handful of statements which are repeated over and over again. 

'Do I have to go to school today?' 
'I'm so tired.'
'My stomach hurts'.

Finally after 30 minutes of the back and forth, Annika drags herself out of my bed and heads upstairs to get ready.  Now that I am home, I try to get up and make her breakfast, with the hope that maybe some eggs or pancakes will make everything better.  It generally doesn't work, but it is worth a try.

This morning was no exception.  Consequences were threatened and she hesitantly stomped off to school.  I knew that wouldn't be the end of it.  I was right.  A mere 70 minutes passed before I got the first text and the frantic pleas began:

A:  Please get me out of here im crying in the bathroom k. is being really mean with the things she is saying im done mom DONE!

me:  U have to stay.  i am sorry about k. u can do it. if u come home u miss too much.

A:  Mom no ok im done with this school cant i just do online public school we talked about it before school i cant do this mom ;-(

me:  I love u..just try to brush it off..u dont deserve that. show her u dont care...dont beg her to b your friend. she should beg u.

A:  Mom! Please help me i cant do this u think its soo easy so u put me thru this please talk to dad or something.

me:  That is not an option..that would be worse for u. trust me

A:  Mom, i know i will get in trouble for txting u and if i go home but wut are the consequences if i go home

me:  Annika I do not think it is easy and i am not putting u thru this.  i just know that it is better for u to b at school even to it is really hard.  no more txts or i take your phone.

A:  Please dont ignore me.

me:  I'm not I am at the store.

A;  Mom i don't care wut the consequence is just take me home!

me:  Driving.

A:  to the school?

me:  No.

A:  I hate u!  Get me please!

me:  Turning phone off.  ily

A:  Im gonna hurt myself if u guys dont get me.

A:  I mean it!

Ah yes, Mondays and all that go with them.  I think I need to go have some Baileys in my coffee.  Maybe some bacon...yup, maybe some bacon.

2 comments:

  1. Aww Kim!! I feel for you!! I really do..I don't even want to pretend that I know what you are going through, atleast not to that extreme. We have dealt with children not wanting to go to school(due to bullying, peer pressure etc)...but not to that amount. I wish I could find words to say I could help or to offer some suggestions..

    From your previous blogs I know you have tried oh so many choices and decisions and still the problem exists. All I can do is offer a listening ear and send my thoughts to you to stay strong and trust tnat you as a Mother know what is best for your child..and that it WILL get better. You are a loving caring Mom who wants the best for her child and is willing to go through this to get to the happy ending(what ever that may be). Such tough choices you have to make...
    I hope that you can find ways to take time for yourself and rejuvenate..to kepe strong and keep the faith that tis will pass and imes will get easier. I have no doubt that your daughter knows you love her and want what is best for her.

    (((((HUGS))) I will be thinking of you.

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  2. thanks Wanda....the next few days have been much better!

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