Hello, can I ask for some help?
DD will be 4 in June. She was placed at 8 months old. Her little brother is 21 months old and was placed a year ago.
My mother died two weeks ago. My dad died about 18 months ago. We’re in lockdown (like everyone). I am not doing well.
DD’s behaviour is very challenging at the moment. She’s always been ‘strong-willed’, and prone to outbursts if she doesn’t get her own way (and she is 3!) along with some hitting, but this has generally been manageable and is balanced by the fact that she’s also lovely, bright, caring, funny and generally brilliant.
But things have really escalated lately. She is very angry. She shouts at me, shouts at her brother, shouts at DP. Just as an example, she was looking for a drink today and I told her her cup of water was in the living room. She brought it out to me in the garden and screamed at me that it was empty and threw it across the garden.
That sounds like a small example but this sort of thing is constant.
She is constantly pushing and shoving her brother, and snatching things from him (this isn’t entirely new but has intensified).
She has begun to do less and less of what she is asked.
At the same time, she’s begun to be very down on herself in a way I find a bit scary. If I tell her off, she says that she’s ‘rubbish’, or no good with people’. I do think I’ve always been very patient with her and I really don’t tell her off a lot (with an important caveat coming below) so I don’t know where this is coming from.
She is also extremely clingy and won’t go to the loo, put her shoes on etc on her own. She wants me all the time.
DP is wfh full time and I’m with the kids all day every day on my own and I am beginning to feel so low, being on the receiving end of her behaviour. And it’s making me very cross - I’m not at all a shouty parent but I’ve shouted about three times in the past week. Today I was worried I was going to smack her. 
To complicate things further, we’ve moved to my parents’ house in a different country for lockdown (because we were afraid we wouldn’t get to see my mother before she died) so her life has been turned upside down further.
She’s clearly struggling, as am I.
Please, what can I do? I feel like I’m really having trouble coping.
If you’ve read this far, thank you, and please be gentle.