Morning everyone. I've not had any chance to read the more recent posts, so apologies, but just feel like I have so much to get off my chest before I literally explode.
I had a truly awful day yesterday. It was my first day of maternity leave, DS1s first day at school, and DS2 was at nursery in the morning so I was able to go back home and get some much needed sleep (at 37wks pg I'm not getting a great deal of sleep).
In the afternoon, when both boys were back at home with me, I needed to go shopping but DS1 was desperate to see his grandparents to tell him about his first day at school. I agreed (hoping that I'd be able to leave them there while I popped to the supermarket alone). When we arrived at my parents house, they were out in the front garden. They live on a corner plot, and one side of their house is on a really busy road. There is no gate at the end of the drive and just a low 2 foot wall around the edge of the garden - easily low enough for my 3 and 4 yr olds to climb, so I HATE them being out the front as I'm constantly on edge. My parents have several really tall, thick bushes in their front garden, plus a caravan, so there are plenty of "hiding" places, making me even more paranoid. Almost straight away, both boys went running off to "hide" behind the bushes and my parents were very much like "oh don't worry, they do this all the time, they're fine" (up until I finished for maternity leave, my parents would collect the boys from nursery and keep them at their house until I got home from work). Ok, so up until now, there's never been an incident, and neither DS has ever climbed the wall or left the end of the drive. But if they ever did, there would be no second chances. The road is SO busy, there is no doubt that they would be killed. No second chances. Being 37weeks pg and barely able to walk fast, nevermind run, I was getting more and more anxious. DS2 went off into the house with my parents but DS1 just refused to stop running off from me, running around the various bushes where I couldn't see him. But the more I tried to calmly tell him how dangerous it was and how if he didn't stop, we'd be going home, the more he did it, and the angrier I got.
After what felt like forever but was probably just a moment or two, I finally caught up with him but was very tired, very angry and I handled him rougher than I should have. I pushed him towards the house, twice, and on the second push he tripped over his own foot and fell over. My parents were horrified and I felt like the worst mother in the world. My own embarrassment at how badly I'd handled it all in front of my parents, plus pregnancy hormones, caused me to burst into tears and I was a screaming banshee. :( My parents (especially my Dad) were less than pleased when I announced my third pregnancy as they told me that they thought I seemed stressed all the time and barely able to cope with just two. Come on! Who ISN'T stressed and tired with two children under 4? Yes, I have bad days, who doesn't? but often my stress is heightened because I'm at my parents house, and desperate to get home after a busy day at work.
After a moment or two, even though I was still crying (but no longer shouting), I apologised to DS1 and tried to explain why I got so angry ("mummy's worried that you'll get too excited and run out in front of a car", etc). He was crying his eyes out and was yelling back at me "you hurt my feelings!". Which of course, caused me to cry even more :(
We stayed for an hour or two and things were calm when we left, but even in the supermarket I was very snappy with DS1 so clearly hadn't learned anything. I always feel that when just one shouty outburst has occurred, it then sets the tone for the remainder of the day, and I seem incapable of turning things around.
I can't very well be yelling when I have a newborn baby in the house, and all the stress of shouting at the moment causes lots of movement in the baby and so the stress must be being passed on, which makes me feel terrible.
I just feel so lousy at the moment - the worst mum in the world.
How do I stop myself from shouting??? The 3 or 4 parenting books I've read have been brilliant and I agree with every word, but putting it into practice has been close to impossible this last couple of weeks. I'm hoping it's been so hard because I'm so heavily pregnant and that things WILL calm down. Please tell me they will!!
I didn't sleep a wink last night because I'd tainted DS1s first day ever at school. Will he always remember this day as the day that his mummy pushed him over and yelled at him? :(