I have 2 dc 6 months and 2 yrs old.
Tonight my son had a bowl of chips and ice cream for dinner. His diet today consisted of puffs and some fruit. We make him salmon, mince, curries, stews, pasta etc.. All go on the floor. He has to eat something. So I give in.
He harrangs me for TV. I try to read books or play with toys. Not interested. We end up watching paw patrol on a loop. Again I give in.
He doesn't want to get in pram. I try and wrestle him in. Lure him with snacks. No joy. It takes us about an hr to get home with the baby screaming instead. I gave in.
Tonight when trying to get them both ready for bed alone I huffed and my ds muttered. Ffs. Not the first time either. He heard me say this a while ago when very exasperated and has latched on to it. I'm mortified and don't know how to stop it.
I'm basically the type of mother I judged and said I'd never be. More fool me, eh. I'll never judge again. AIBU to feel like I'm failing at this having 2 kids gig or does anyone else find it rough?