I am not a single parent, but I parent alone as my husband works away. A lot.
3 children, 13, 10 and 9. In the last 12 months they have turned from a joy to be with, into a bit of a nightmare. I am going to rant a bit about my children in this thread, so if this will upset or trigger you then please read something else for both our sakes.
I cannot deal with the emotions. There are too many of them and they are constant. It’s like living in a drain of negativity and complaining. I can no longer separate to real problems from the moaning.
This morning already - DD10 is in tears because her favourite school jumper is in the wash. She will apparently be teased for wearing a cardigan (despite the fact that at least 50% of the class are wearing them whenever I visit school). If she would get her school things ready the night before as I keep telling them, I could have washed it then, but she won’t. So she’s in tears, moping, glaring at me.
DD9 is in a mood because it’s her turn to feed the guinea pigs (which they all wore me down about and promised they would look after). She is snapping at DS as this is somehow his fault, and just ate the last bagel. She doesn’t like bagels, but he does so she forced it down so he couldn’t have it. I can’t prove this because she claims to now like them (with a smirk).
That is just this morning. In more general terms:
They will not leave me alone. I have had 4 door knocks whilst writing this with whiny non-problems.
They never ever clear up after themselves. I will NOT let this go so it is a constant battle. They then tell their dad that I am making them do all the housework. Nope - just want you to put your own bastard plates away and your own shitting clothes in the washing basket.
There are CONSTANT school dramas from the oldest two. Constant. I dread them coming home tbh. You know - massive fallout with friend who has pushed them over and grazed their arm. Friend is awful, I’m up in arms. Then next day best mates again.
Bedtime is a nightmare because all the emotion comes out. They cannot just be tucked in. They need a detailed 30 minute therapy session each about the days various issues/life in general.
They are spoilt. Many of their problems/moans are just so ridiculous. They do not know they are bloody born.
Night time issues can be ‘I want to go to private school because then I wouldn’t get bullied.’ After 30 minutes unpicking it turns out their friend who goes to private school told them it was really cool, so they’ve exaggerated their normal school bickering to bullying, in order for me to presumably feel sorry for them and send them to private school.
It just goes on and on and I’m finding it exhausting.
This probably won’t even make sense. I am just completely worn down with the angst of these kids and with the best will in the world, it is too much for me. The arguing and door slamming starts fron pretty much the moment they wake up. Before really, because when I wake them up for school they’re furious with me before they even open their eyes.
IAProbablyBU but I am just emotionally exhausted. Is it just me? If not then how do you cope?