DC3 is just turned 3yo. And for at least 12 months everything has been such a fucking battle between me and her. Every bum change, every getting dressed, every leaving the house, every meal time, every bed time. every. fucking. thing.
Like she hits and punches me and screams in my ear when I pick her up to (gently and safely) force her into whatever next stage it is we have to do. Because, sorry, but sometimes things are non-negotiable; you have to have a bum change or you have to get out the car.
She's currently refusing to lie down in bed and has been since she woke up an hour ago. When I go up she kicks, hits and screams at me. When I leave her she wails for me.
DH is working away.
This is my third DC, I promise I know what to do and I'm kind and calm while I engage with her.
I know this too shall pass.
It's just so fucking wearing and I want to cry.