Just looking for some words of reassurance really
My 3 nearly 4 years old son is on pathway for ASD or ADHD. Delayed speech. Highly sensitive. Aggressive. Obsessive. Waiting list.
Anyway DS was very very tired tonight and my husband just kept playing with him. I kept saying he needs to go to bed now. Not listening.
Get him upstairs at 7. He starts stressing about pyjamas. Putting one pair on. Taking then off. Talking in gibberish. Manic. Totally manic
I tried to stop him and he picked up the solid ride- on toy and threw it down on my head. I've got a massive bruise on my forehead. Work will be interesting!
People keeping saying I've got to stop this as he's getting bigger and older. HOW???
DH tried to give him a bollocking. DS is sobbing uncontrollably. I gave DS some comfort while also telling him how wrong it was to do it
I'm now crying in my kitchen. DH can't comfort me. He's so uncomfortable when I cry he just leaves the room. No one to talk to IRL. I love my son so much. The thing that pisses me off is that I saw it coming (maybe not the huge wooden toy part) but I saw the manic, confused state he was getting himself into. He should have gone to bed as soon as he got home from nursery.
Fuck. I feel done in. Feel like getting in the car and just driving off. I can't carry everything forever.