This morning was the worst we’ve had in many moons. Emmett refused to get dressed and refused to go to school. He kept complaining of a tummy ache and then began adding things to the mix, in a bid to keep from having to go to school.
We knew that he wasn’t sick because he was fine until it was time to get ready for school.
After about 30 minutes of kicking and screaming, we realized what was going on. I blame sleep deprivation on Lizze and I not picking up on this sooner.
The poor kid was stressed out because everything at school was different now. We only realized this because when we asked him about her, he got even more upset.
We tried to reassure him and with a little bribery, eventually got him dressed and out the door. I told him that if his tummy ache continued, that the school would call me and I would come get him.
When we got to the school, Elliott and Gavin went into the school but Emmett refused to get out of the car. No amount of coaxing would help him to feel better about going into the school.
I parked the car and suggested that I walk him in and we can speak with his teacher and find out what she thinks he should do. Emmett has two teachers, his main teacher and her assistant. It was the assistant that left last week, so his main teacher is still here, thank God.
He and I walked down to breakfast and his teacher saw me and shouted “Where’s my Emmett John?”
Emmett peeked around the corner, she came over to him and wanted to know what was going on (she already knew because Lizze had already called her). She has an amazing g relationship with Emmett and she knows how to motivate him.
She asked Emmett if he would Please stay and be her special helper today because with Mrs. Ferguson gone she didn’t have a helper anymore.
His little eyes lit up because he loves to be a helper. I promised him that if he needed me, I would be there for him. He went and grabbed breakfast with his brothers and that was it. I love his teacher and I love this school.
It took over an hour to get him to calm down enough to be okay with returning to school. I imagine that we will likely see more of this as he adjusts to the changes…..
This was a truly awful morning and Emmett being this upset just breaks my heart. What makes this so hard is that he can’t just say “I’m upset because my teacher is gone”. Emmett’s verbal and he can’t express that. My heart truly goes out to those who can’t talk and their families.
As I’m writing this, I’m sitting in my parents car, waiting to pick up the boys. I’m praying that Emmett had a good day because I honestly don’t know if I can take another morning like this.
This site is managed almost exclusively from my Samsung Galaxy Note 3. Please forgive any typos as auto-correct HATES me. 😉
Update: If you like this post, check out these as well. Click —–> Here <—– for my Top Posts.
To reach me via email, please Contact Me