This is not a post about spinach pancakes

I admit that the blog has been a bit distant lately. I am a bit overwhelmed at the moment.

It all started a few weeks ago when I got whatever virus was going around Southern California. It was a nasty virus that left you hacking and motionless for a week. I happily recovered in about three days. The problem is that it still took me three days.

I cannot get sick. Not as in it is impossible, with all my stress it is very possible. I cannot get sick because I have no backup to take over.

J is thirteen years old. He is nearly as big as me, and I will admit to you he is now stronger then me. All those pushups I have made him do over the years has come back to bite me in the behind. (Push ups - it's a sensory thing for him - pressure on his shoulders.) J is very instinctual when it comes to life. He has to know that someone is in control, especially when he is out of control. I describe it as having to become Alpha Female every time he has a freak out.

The problem is that he had a freak out while I was sick. It is hard to pull off Alpha Female when you can not move. The end result was J threw me across the room. And every day since we have had a battle of dominance.

He has officially hit the stage when I cannot make him do anything.

I can no longer force him to take his medication.

I can no longer force him to stay in one spot to calm down.

I can no longer force him to obey me.

Physically I am no longer stronger then him. Mentally I am, and I have to use that to regain control. (That and we upped his medication.)

The good news is that today was the first day that he did not physically attack me. The bad news is that the spinach I was going to use to make spinach pancakes (I was very excited about these) is now all over my kitchen.

See, I asked him to do his chore - he does dishes and washes vegetables. I needed the spinach to be washed. He decided it was all rotten and threw it in the trash. I took it out of the trash and told him to wash it. He threw it all over the kitchen. I sent him to bed without dinner and made the girls scrambled eggs.

As I write this (the night before this blog will post) he is in his bed sniffling very loudly. He does this because it annoys me. As soon as the girls go to bed I will put on my earphones and ignore him.

We will get over this and move forward, and things will be hard again. With three special kiddos the outlook is not good that I will ever go a long period with just normal kid stuff. I mean on top of this was L's emergency 504 meeting, and S's teacher taking her out of group work because "she has issues". I'm a bit tired, and really sick of things being thrown at me.

Hope everyone else's week is going better.