I have no-one else to turn to and I don’t know what to do. Prepared to be completely flamed for this and told to get a grip because I probably need to.
I have a 3 year old with SN.
She poo smears and I cannot do anything about it.
In one breathe I am so glad she is comfortable enough with me to show me this behaviour. But then in another breathe I can’t cope.
At Nursery, at appointments even at her dads house she's so good. Her freaking dad boasts about how good she is and how I obviously over exaggerate her SN because she’s ever so good for him and never puts a foot wrong.
And yet here I am throwing toys out because I can’t be bothered to wash them again.
Here paeds has told me it’s because she wants a bath as she loves water – I bath her every day, do water play on days she’s not at Nursery and Nursery do water play 2x a week (she’s in 3 days so usually gets it at least once a week). We play with playdoh (she’s started molding the pooh boak), we go on walks, we read, we do her physio and SAL exercises. She has free play when I cook or clean or use the toilet not that she likes it. I tried not giving her a bath after smearing and just wiping her down with wipes but she just got worse until it got toi the point I had no choice but to bath her.
I don’t know what to do. I’ve tried putting her in cycling shorts but she got into them, I tried a swimming costume and leotard both separately and together, she got into them. I’ve tried not bathing her as said above. I was told to make her help me clean up but she enjoyed cleaning so much that it made the situation worse again.
I am out of ideas. I am worn down. I don’t know how to fix this.
I am sick of washing sheets and clothes and toys. She also eats it which scares the hell out of me.
There is a pattern to it. It’s after a new member of staff starts at Nursery (which is fairly rare they have low staff turnover), or after contact with her dad or just because she wants to – sometimes we go weeks without anything with her routine being fine and she does it just because.
I am done.
I am so ready to call my Social Worker and say I can’t cope. She says I’m doing fine and DD is brilliantly behaved, she’s never seen her tantrum or be “naughty” as she put it.
I can’ this. I shouted so loud at her this morning that the cat ran into another room - I don't shout, I don't get angry, ever.