I feel absolutely awful for thinking / feeling this way but I hate my life.
I’ve got a 4 year old son who I love and who I want the best for in life, but I’m so exhausted and burnt out.
He’s possibly ND - maybe ASD/ADHD nothing has been diagnosed yet.
He’s really very clever and quick and that’s what makes things so hard, you can never fool him.
He doesn’t sleep well at night, so we’re all permanently exhausted. Some nights (like last night) he’ll wake up and won’t go back to sleep for over an hour, even in our bed. During that time he’s crying, screaming and having a full on tantrum, because he’s so tired most likely.
I use a pillow spray before he goes to bed, he has a bedtime routine including bath and stories. Then he listens to his tonie box until he falls asleep.
Everything we do is wrong, he’s extremely demanding of our time and I guess we’ve done it to ourselves, but he wants us to do everything his way all the time.
He’s very fussy with food and so each time we have dinner, we have to do him something separate, 9 times out of 10 he won’t eat it…he would live off a diet of crisps and chips if he had his way.
I dread the days when it’s just me and him. Like tomorrow.
I’ve booked soft play and meeting a friend, but not until late morning, so I know it’ll be a battle up until that point and on so little sleep too it’s torture, like having a newborn again. His sleep has always been bad, but I thought there might be some improvement by now.
He goes to pre school 4 days a week, but two of those are only half days.
I just want to run away. Even if I close my eyes during the day (as I literally can’t keep them open) he says “Bang!” And jumps on me or claps in my face to wake me up.