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and I have just sent my son to his room. Why? He wanted a big piece of paper again, because the line of numbers he was drawing was crooked. I told him he needed to work around that, and continue with the same piece of paper, and ensued the big meltdown. 5 minutes for fussing, then 5 additional minuets for yelling "NO!" then 5 more additional minutes for yelling "NO!" again. I'm feeling like a drill sergeant, and I hate it. I fluctuate between wanting to keep him calm, and indulge his obsessions, and wanting to help him overcome them. It takes a lot of energy to him help overcome them. It is energy I don't always have. But I know that consistency is of utmost importance, and I feel incompetent to this task. It is draining. Has anyone else ever felt this way?!?!