He was doing his usual refusing to co-operate business. We had 'discussions' about everything from getting in the bath, cleaning his teeth, reading his school book. It was the end of a long day and we were both knackered. Took hours to get him to bed. And he needs his sleep atm (so do I).
At one point when he started to get out of bed for the 10th time to go downstairs and play I shouted at him that we would send him away because he was making our lives hell. He burst into tears and said he didn't want to go away. Of course I instantly said I was sorry and didn't mean it. Then we had a big cuddle and a chat about how we both need to try a bit harder with each other.
But the problem is I don't know how to deal with him anymore. Everything is such a fight. From getting him dressed in the mornings to getting him back to bed at night. I am so tired of it all. DH loses his rag very quickly with him these days too - Dh used to be the most mild-tempered person you could wish to meet.
I know there are no easy answers and I am not expecting anyone here to make it all go away. I just wanted to confess to how vile I was and hope someone can tell me it's all OK and I haven't done too much damage
Poor little lad. I do love him so much.