Tonight I lost the plot with DS and I feel utterly ashamed. DS is 7 and a fairly typical if demanding boy but for the past two months has been really playing up at bedtime - refusing to go to bed, endless trips downstairs, being rude to me, running around the house and refusing to go upstairs, you name it. I’ve had situations where I’m on the phone to a friend after he’s gone to bed and he’s come down and started interrupting, calling out, sometimes yelling over me. It’s awful. It’s actually making me feel depressed - I feel I’m failing him and have no control, whatever I try doesn’t seem to work.
To give the full picture, I’m a lone parent so the bedtimes fall entirely to me night after night and being honest, I’m exhausted and utterly fed up with it. The evenings are also the only time I get (I work full time) so apart from being generally tired and needing to eat something, I just want some downtime.
I’ve generally got more and more shouty over the past couple of months (much to my shame, I really hate the confrontation). Tonight though I just lost it. My friend had called earlier and wanted to talk through a fairly serious problem she’s having and I said I’d call her back, but couldn’t because of the nonsense going on with my son. I just thought I can’t even make a phone call in my own home. Anyway, I was so angry after the 5th needless trip upstairs and I ended up half wrestling with my son while he was in bed out of sheer fury, while yelling and swearing 😔
My son ended up comforting me which I feel even worse about, I think he could see I couldn’t take any more but I totally lost control and I feel mortified.
Please don’t flame me - I feel awful enough - but if anyone has any coping strategies or advice I would be so grateful to hear.