September 5, 2002

• Good morning   Well soccer practice was exhausting.    HD tended to think that it should be football.  And kept pulling kids by their shirts to slow them down.  :-O   And several of the 4 year olds thought looking for feathers in the grass was much more fun then learning how to play soccer.   The worst offender of this was my least favorite kid in the world.  (long story)

  
  

  His mom is most of the time sweet....but she thinks her son is so smart, so everything.  And he's such a discipline problem.  Anyhow I did my best trying to get them to have fun and learn a few basic tips about not touching the ball with your hands etc.  After practice I told the moms when the game was (this Saturday)  And that mom kinda went a little upset.  They've only had one practice...that's not time enough.  Everybody wants to come to my sons very first soccer game, and he's not ready, etc, etc.

  
  

  And I'm thinking....no he's not ready.  He didn't listen EVER.  I think he kicked the ball once during the whole practice.  The rest of the time he was off in la-la land.  And when I'd try to tell him something he'd say..."my mom said."  And I'd say...well I appreciate your mom helping, but now you need to listen to me.

  
  

  SIGH it was exhausting and to have the mom get grumpy made it worse.   

  
  

  The mom IS my friend.  And did back down when I called her on it...but oy I just can't cope with extra stress these days. 

  
  

  I'm going to my doctor on Monday, and am going to be asking to up my paxil when I'm their.  I'm on the minimum dose...and I think I need some more.  I'm just having a hard time keeping my emotions where they should be at. 

  
  

  Well my sisters here to work so I guess I should get her going....

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