So far, so good

August 20, 2009 at 5:44 am 3 comments

     Big transitions have never really seemed to be a problem for C. We’ve moved more times than I can count with his gleeful participation and joy in settling in somewhere new. He happily troops along on road trips and thinks sleeping in a hotel is an adventure, even if it is just a dumpy old place along the road between the old house and the new. If we switch his toothbrush on that trip, however, it’s a problem worthy of major meltdown proportions.

     This school year involved a big transition which everyone was nervous about. C’s move from the lower elementary school to the upper seemed like an insurmountable leap for which he wasn’t ready. Let’s face it, he’s about a foot shorter than everyone else and still watches Thomas movies, while his peers are talking about the latest Batman, Spiderman, or some other scary (to C) man out there fighting even scarier men. On the scale of emotional maturity and sophistication, C is most definitely at the bottom of the pack.

     It was with great trepidation we all approached this change, and for the first time ever, we saw tangible evidence of how challenging this transition was going to be. Before bed meltdowns that began the day school started, coupled with big, fat, alligator tears on the way to school each day told me C was as nervous as anyone. The biggest clue to his state of mind has been his complete lack of desire to arrive at school early enough to have playground time before the morning bell rings. That’s my barometer of his emotional state of mind.

     The flip side is C’s complete and utter joy in describing his day when I pick him up after school. He is filled with stories about games he played and who he sat next to at lunch. He’s keeping a running tab of which kids have which game systems, and his interest in potential playdates seems to be intimately tied to said list.

     So despite the reluctance in going each morning, which seems to be lessening as the days pass, I have to believe C is adjusting well. It’s been tough on him for sure, but I think this transition has been just that: a transition. In and of itself. All by itself. Nothing more.

     Now all we have to do is keep the same toothbrush the whole year.

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A word on motivation It’s happened

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  • 1. pixiemama  |  August 20, 2009 at 6:22 am

    It’s OK – Just soak the toothbrush in peroxide every few weeks.
    🙂
    He’s cracking a code. It amazes me how hard he works. I totally get you on the social maturity thing. I’ve been working on desensitizing the boys this summer using the Penguins of Madagascar. How strange does that sound? What it really means is that I pause the cartoon every 30 seconds or so to talk about it with them, and remind them that it’s just fantasy.

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  • 2. T$  |  August 20, 2009 at 4:32 pm

    just “accidentally” drop it in the toilet. that’s what i have to do with jess.

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  • 3. therocchronicles  |  August 21, 2009 at 7:05 am

    transitions! argh! sounds like he’s making progress. I remember being TERRIFIED of the two different middle schools I went to and then high school-I couldn’t eat breakfast for weeks I was so nervous! Kindergarten starts on Monday-I hope the Roc transitions well! I’m getting nervous!

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