Hi all, a bit of my back ground. Lone parent to two pre-schoolers. Their father left their lives abruptly when our eldest was toddling, I was on the verge of giving birth to our youngest. He has no contact. I am a SAHM. I have some support but my family are limited to what they can do for various reasons. I am permanently sleep deprived.
In the early days, our eldest learnt to zone me out but because her dad was a novelty would only have to tell her to do something once and she'd obey, so I never saw this as a major issue. Since being a lone parent, discipline has become a difficult aspect. I am routinely ignored via all usual methods (asking, reasoning, reward charts etc) and unfortunately the last resort is raising my voice at my elder child which happens more than I ever wanted in my wildest dreams but then again, I never saw myself in this situation. It's been almost 2 years and the reality / challenges of being a lone parent keep surfacing as our lives evolve.
Anyway.... today my children were at a party. Eldest needed the loo. I have to take youngest too as no one else there I trust to watch her. Eldest makes a huge fuss about youngest coming into the toilet cubicle as she wants 'privacy', which infuriated me as she is not so private at home! It's so wearing. Needless to say I brought youngest into cubicle too (no choice).
A short while later eldest needs loo again and dashes in to LOCK the cubicle door (too young for this). When I catch the door closing, eldest shouts at me rudely and continues to try to lock door. I'm also trying to watch my youngest who is now playing in the toilet room which knocks me sick (germs!) but also is watching this situation. I can't be seen to tolerate this. This is my life with elder child from the moment we wake battling through breakfast until we battle through bedtime and I'm exhausted from it. So I raise my voice.... just as 3 other mothers walk in with their children. Mortified. If judgemental looks could kill.
And all evening I've been swaying from ashamed of myself for not being in better control etc., to angry these other mothers living in their ivory towers could make me feel like this.
Life is sooooooooo bleeding hard for a lone parent in a world of smug marrieds.
I'm not even sure I really have a point, I think I just need to vent. I have no lone parent friends, just couples with and without kids, although some 'think' they know my plight because their husbands work long hours (I bite my tongue). I would love to be the laid back, chilled out mummy again that I used to be before I carried this massive responsibility alone. I don't know anyone who understands the strain of the relentless battle. Not the local stepford wives for sure. Hoping someone on here does...? My confidence took a bog old knock today
but self pity isn't any use so I need to snap out of it.