When I finally made up my mind that splitting from ex-h was the only option, I knew it wouldn't be easy being a lone parent but I thought I could do it (my mum did). But sometimes my patience is really so stretched by my dss that I lose it and all the 'textbook' parenting (you know - distraction tactics, naughty step, withdrawal of treats) goes right out the window and I end up yelling at them. And I am so disappointed in myself for it. Tonight they both were in tears because I yelled at them and said "no pudding" and they got no pudding.
It just seems hard when there is no one to step in for a bit when your ears are steaming!