Boomer--
Quote:I don't think I'm a bad parent.
But I guess I get to the point where I wonder if I might be the one who is wrong....
You aren't a bad parent. You're a parent who is severely stressed and starting to fray a little bit around the edges, but you're not a Bad Parent.
When Mo entered your full-time circle of love, he'd already been damaged. As a result he developed some survival techniques which are exhausting for you and non-productive for him.
Before the move he was a kid with full time needs. Now you're both on overtime and Moms do not get paid or comped for overtime.
You're the sort of Mama Tiger who will empathize with and defend and protect Mo until all the cows come home and all the Great White Hunters are Winos on Skid Row.
Right now you need a little cosseting and pampering and mothering. Can your mother come for a visit? Can Mr. B. afford a little time away from his business for a romantic evening? Can you exploit some of the time Mo's in school for some projects you want to do?
You're important. Pregnant mothers "eat for two". Your mental health is going to have to stretch over two-three people until Mo accepts the inevitable.
Continue worrying about Mo and spend at least 45 minutes every day pampering yourself. Even Mama Tigers make time for stretching and grooming and crunching juicy bones.
As for Mo, Martial Arts lessons have been suggested in the past. This might be the time for Mo to start. Remember he gets not only the notion of self-defense and physical exercise and release, but the ideas of self control and coiled power and the Wisdom of the East.
I have vague memories of a television serial about...Bruce Lee?...are those shows available on video tape? They might whet Mo's appetite.
If all else fails, hire a temporary beefy Mary Poppins--raid the Disney warehouse, if you must-- and come east for a vacation. I can pick you up at the airport or meet you at the diner down the road.
Hold your dominion.