Background is I am 35 weeks (nearly) pg and have been sick from start to finish. I have never been so sick and tired and sore. My last two pgs were amazing and I flew through them, having never felt so fit in all of my life. Needless to say this one is terrible, and I am dying for it to be over.
Was awoken last night by the boy shouting and screaming at the girl who was moaning in her sleep - it was like someone was being murdered up there and I don't know how the neighbours aren't up in arms with me today (they are lovely). Also, husband is away working at the mo..sobs.
I have tried to get out today as the boy 3.5 needs to be out and about, as does the girl, 2 (nearly) though she's less of the whinger than him. SO we went to a nursery friend's party and had a lovely time. Came home and played in the playroom for a while, they are surrounded by an embarrassment of riches in terms of toys and I am doing my best to play with them.
The whinging continued for one reason or another. And in the end, after what seemed like a torture camp of 12 hours I just burst into tears and asked him why he was moaning so much. Why was he so unhappy. He was fed, watered, playing...
My mum said this won't do him any harm. And that he'll grow out of it - she gave me a couple of examples of friends' little boys who also whinge and said it was a boy thing and it will get better.
I suppose my question is, behind all this self-pity (!!) was I out of order to breakdown in front of him and will it do him good, as my DM said, to see that we (his parents) are fallible? He is a sensitive soul when it suits him and he didn't like to see me upset at all, but he wasn't inconsolable by any stretch.
I couldn't help dissolving into tears in front of them (the girl didn't care!).
When will the whinging get better?