I am not a stubborn person. By nature I tend to go with the flow, play it by ear and any other phrases that indicate general woosiness. So far it's served me well. I've yet to encounter anyone who isn't prepared to be reasonable about most things. DS#1 and DD are similar in character and they've turned into reasonable, helpful and pleasant human beings who get through life without too much hassle. DS#2 is unreasonable and stubborn as a little mule. In spades. And he is wearing me out. I have got to the point that I no longer enjoy being with him - which is sad because he can be the sweetest little child. He's the kind of boy that can make old ladies melt and even scary teenagers in the park smile at him. So when people see me dragging him along the street by his coat sleeve they naturally assume I'm a wicked mother. I can't remember the last time we left the house without him being in tears because I wouldn't let him make us all late whilst he looked for the black stegosaurus with the yellow spikes, or the big rhino (not the baby rhino, mummy, the biiig one ).
He has always been awkward. If someone goes up stairs in front of him - he will get upset. But it's not enough to wait for him to come past - you have to go down the stairs again. We used to have a policy of not sweating the small stuff. But it hasn't helped long term and now some of the stuff is just impossible. Last night he wanted his scooby doo dressing gown after his bath - it was in the washing machine (literally being swished around in soapy water as we spoke). I told him that, but he still wanted it. Can't have it, want it, can't have it, want it. So he started to howl and scream and basically put any chance of going to sleep peacefully way out of the question. Meanwhile I had DD's story to read and DS#1 to get to bed.
So. We are now at the point of clashing on everything. And I mean everything. We went out after school today and I think we had 6 rows about various things. It is exhausting. I am being totally consistent now but I can see I'm the one who'll break first - I can't cope with this for too much longer. DH is worse than me - he just shouts a lot which just makes the neighbours even more convinced they need to call in SS.