I have 4 kids,
DS 14 (emotionally/physically delayed)
DS 12
DS 6
DD 3
They're a nightmare, their behaviour is making family life utterly miserable and every day at the moment they break me. I end up in tears.
The boys cannot be near each other, they roll on each other, pull each other about, wrestle, scream, shout, the older 2 gang up on the 6 yr old and all I ever hear is him crying.
The older 2 are crude, constantly talking in innuendo in front of their siblings - the 6 yr old copies.
None of the 4 of them can sit at the table and eat a meal, they throw food, make rude jokes, it takes hours to eat a plate of food when it's eaten, the rest of the time they pick it apart. DD doesn't eat anything at all. I'm not sure how's she's still alive tbh, she won't stay at the table.
DD climbs everything, in fact so does youngest DS, furniture gets destroyed as they jump and climb.
My house is constantly chaos, there's 6 people in a tiny overcrowded house, we have a small garden, they don't use it. The older 2 are in high school they have free roam of parks/town etc that they don't utilise. They come home and sit in their boxers on the sofa and fight.
I ask them to help with household hires and they simply don't bother.
I would take them out more to let off steam but getting out the house takes hours and they can't sit in a car without tearing chunks off each other.
We certainly can't sit in a restaurant or similar without me dying of embarrassment.
1 of them is always in bed early because of behaviour and they constantly have screens taken away because they make it 10x worse. No amount of discipline has any effect at all and I can't cope anymore.
When they're by themselves they are lovely, well mannered, nice to speak to and spend time with, as soon as there is more than one their horrible.
To give you an idea, at the moment there is a potato and broccoli being chucked around the dinner table (only big enough for the 4 of them) DS2 is talking about 'ballsack' and DS3 is copying him.
DD has refused her meal and gotten down, climbed on the back of the sofa and found a pen and scribbled in my diary. The living room is trashed despite me tidying every single day.
Please give me some ideas to make life better, at the moment I'm taking more and more work shifts to get away from it which I know isn't ok, DH shouldn't have to deal with by himself and they need happy family time but I don't know what to do anymore. They don't listen and however consistent we are nothing phases them.