I love my husband, I really do. But right now I could strangle him. With a dish towel. Or use the kid scissors and cut off more of his balding head of hair. Or simply put some ex-lax in his dinner and see if the shit hits the fan. Literally.
When a woman becomes a mother, she automatically has the innate ability to fight to the death for her children. It appears with the stretch marks and inability to laugh without peeing. She will destroy anyone that stands in the way of her child getting what they need- including the co-creator of the child himself.
Co-parenting is hard with typical kids but insanely hard (obviously- I am thinking about poisoning my husband with ex-lax) with kids with special needs.
Yesterday, we went to see a private school for our daughter who was recently diagnosed with an auditory processing disorder. I pulled up and to be honest, I almost cancelled our appointment. It was a run down house with classes being run out of a trailer. I am not a snob, but it just didn’t look right. I took a deep breath and went in. You know the saying “you can’t judge a book by its cover”?
This school was incredible. The classes were small, the staff was wonderful and the way they taught these kids made me jealous that I didn’t get to go there. More importantly, my daughter loved it. She felt at home- her words, not mine. I was ready to sign her up on the spot.
My husband seemed more concerned about the look of the school than the actual program itself. He envisioned a prep school with beautiful trees and uniforms. I get it. And before you get mad at him, know he is a loving father who would do anything for his daughter and 4 other children (maybe not give me ex-lax and cut off my hair but you get my point). He just isn’t seeing the big picture.
What do you do when you and your husband (or wife) completely disagree on your child’s treatment or where your child should be placed in school?