Chasing my Tail

Remember this post?

We got into the study. Gus was accepted a couple of weeks ago, and we've started some hardcore behavior therapy. I've learned a lot already, mostly that interactions between Gus and me have turned into little more than questions, commands, and criticism lately. I'm working to change that.

But still, I feel like I'm chasing my tail. This evening, Gus was supposed to be in bed, but instead decided to get up and bite Will. Dashing Husband and I have reached the conclusion that the kid needs his own room. We will be making that happen this weekend. I'm loathe to give up Superbaby's nursery, but I am seriously afraid that Gus is going to hurt Will. Badly.

This is going to go on record as The Summer We Barely Survived.

Comments

[morgan]

good luck with that.

[mamadaisy]

it always gets worse before it gets better. hang in there.

[gwendomama]

gets worse before better? listen to the wise judy.

omg does it EVER. you are going to be fine. the hardest things will be criticism from IDIOTS as you try and implement behavior therapy in public as well as at home. you will receive criticism for being consistent.
your child will test every possible limit before caving and turning into one amazing being who can follow compliance AND connect that to respect for others. i promise you - it worked for our TWO yr old. best best thing we ever did - and we just stumbled upon it as a method for his speech therapy. we happened to connect with an ABA program who was also wanting to help us with tantrums and behavior.
but there was a period of 6 to 8 weeks...where i talked to the director of the program each week and said "You know that worse before better stage? WE ARE STILL THERE!!"

sigh.

be strong.

have wine on hand.