Currently sitting in the car outside supermarket in tears.
I'm pregnant. I'm tired and sick and hormonal. I have a two year old DD (she only turned two a couple of weeks ago) who, 99.9% of the time, is an angel.
Today, not so much. She was her normal lovely self this morning but was tired after lunch. She doesn't nap in the house. I did try to get her to settle but to no avail. My friend was in with her wee one for a coffee and DD was so badly behaved. Deliberately spilled juice on the carpet, spat banana at me etc. Crying, whinging etc.
Friend left, we need a food shop. It took me 45 minutes to get her out of the house. Wouldn't co-operate for nappy change, wouldn't put on her coat, just kept running away when I tried to get her into the car. My stress levels were sky high. Got a bad work email through too.
Put her into her car seat and she grabbed a handful of my hair and scraped her nails down my face in a temper. I have never been so close to smacking her hand in my life. I didn't, but I'm so upset with myself at how close I came and how I lost control of the situation. I told her off and she laughed.
She's now asleep in the back of the car and I know I need to wake her up or she'll never go down tonight (plus we need to buy food) but I just can't face it.
😞