We will figure it out baby

Last night my oldest had another anxiety attack. He has been doing pretty good this week. Two things set him off last night. 

First he messaged his dad and his dad never messaged him back. This is the second day he tried to talk to him. This is nothing new for his dad. It's been like this forever. My oldest thought "hey since I'm going there over Thanksgiving break maybe he will talk to me." Broke his heart, of course.😢

Next I told my kiddos that their brother would be coming for Christmas. This is my son from another mother. Love him like my own💖. Anyway my oldest doesn't get along with him at all. They are the same age and this has been a battle since the beginning. 

So my oldest goes into full anxiety attack. Starting to amp up behaviors. Picking on the dog and his brother. I made the mistake of going to the bathroom to get ready for bed and my younger one catches a pen to the face. By the time I come out my husband has my older one in his bedroom. Now he won't sleep in there and there is 10 mins until bedtime. He is freaking out about this. I tell him if he is good and calms down he can come out. Inside I'm hoping he is because I don't want to battle him in there. Mainly he will be super load and my sister's bedrooms are right there. He has had his nighttime CBD so calm should kick in soon. 

My younger one falls asleep and my older one calms down. I say goodnight and ask him what is going on. He then tells me his dad didn't message him back and his brother is coming for Christmas. We are in hysteria ramblings now about all the different ways Christmas is going to suck for him. He won't talk about his dad much this is a really painful subject for him. I tell him that I will help him figure this out and we will make up rules to help make things good. Then I think it's safe to go to bed. 

Side note my son from another mother is not bad. He and my oldest both want to be in charge and as they get older this gets more and more violent. A long time ago they were friends, but my oldest got more and more angry. With this he would attack my younger one. My son from another mother would protect my younger one, so the hate began. 

I get comfy in bed and I hear yelling then a door slams open and running. Oh god! I get up my oldest is hiding in his room. My younger one is crying. I guess my older dumped water on my younger one when he was sleeping. So I get my younger one set up with a new blanket and he passes out. 

I then listen to my older one talk about his anxiety and all that is bugging him. I reassure him things are going to be better than last visit. Which was a nightmare! He gets it all out and passes out. The nighttime CBD kicked it.