Tonight my DS3 and DS5 just would not go to bed. I'm a fairly big football fan and was excited for the game and I was up and down for the first hour - i probably saw 10 minutes out of 60 - they were screaming, one of them tipped his water all over the bed so i had to change it all, the younger one was begging me to stay in his room, crying & crying, every excuse to come downstairs.
My H has become a complete dickhead in the last 18 months. And basically watches me struggle time and time again. He doesn't even follow football and he sat on the sofa for an hour and wouldn't help. In the end - I said 'you have to go up there' and he did - both boys screamed saying they only wanted me - so he gave up after 2 mintues and came back downstairs. So i had to go back up there again. I
The older one has SEN, and the younger one is 3. It's a fucking lot sometimes.
Anyway - I've read all the books, i'm trying all the techniques, but somethign in me snapped tonight and i cried so hard on the bedroom floor it felt like i'd burst a vein. Like really bloody sobbing.
The boys stopped messign about - and the older one started saying how sorry he was, and how much he loved me.
It actually was effective in the sense it stopped, but i feel it scared them a bit.
Is it really shit to cry like that in front of such yougn children? It was effective but also probably horrible to witness. I didn't do it on purpose - god no - it felt primal to be honest. Like really losing my shit.
Is it pretty shitty parenting?