Hi girls, Kelly whats up with ds? Glad your dd had a good start at school and hope it keeps going like that.
Have sickness and runny bottoms in my house. DD1 a very mild case, DT1 spouting both ends regularly and her poo is bright yellow (!!!) and so strong it can almost remove the hair inside my nostrils!! Anyone have experience of this? I blame teething for most things but this....... Trying to keep DT2 healthy as I don't think my washing machine can take much more .
I'm a bit worried (not like me at all!). I have always been fairly strict with DD1 and since the babes came along I have expected her to do a lot more for herself. She is really a lovely, lovely kid, very compassionate (at 4.5), very caring and thoughtful. I hear myself narking at her sometimes and I know its because I'm p*** off with myself (e.g. having 10 extra minutes in bed and making us run late). I hear myself shout at her when I'm really just wound up with the demands on me at the one time. She seems to get the brunt of all my frustration and I just hate myself for it. In truth there is very little she does that deserves a telling off. I heard myself giving her a telling off yesterday for running all over the muddy grass outside school and covering her shoes in mud. Lying in bed last night I could have just cried thinking about it. She's just being a kid, thats what school shoes are for. I get my knickers in such a twist about the smallest things. Today on the way to school without any prompting she said that if one of her friends ran on the grass she'd say "my mum says......". Inside I crumpled and felt like saying "darling go an run in the mud and enjoy it". I'm a frustrated old bitch who is sad that I have zero patience and sad that I never have the right moment free to spend with her.
At parents night her teacher said how great she was doing and what keen a learner she is. I asked what she was like around the other kids because she's always been more comfortable with adults. She said she mixed with the quieter kids and was not the sort of girl to push in. I have always seen her as that girl, from a little baby. At home she sings and dances and larks about and makes us laugh but with other kids she is the opposite. I know her school day exhausts her because of all the concentrating and thinking she does around the other kids - the school work comes naturally, the social time is hard for her.
I guess what I'm trying to say is that I feel responsible for the way she is. I'm sitting here with tears pouring down my face because I feel responsible for her being cautious, not as confident as other kids, not being the kid that says "hey, its my turn now". I try to tell myself it doesn't work like that. My mum was adopted and we always laugh about how you can see that her mum is not a blood relation, that no matter how she was brought up there are things that her mum does that my mum would never do.
Does any of this makes sense? Are any of you still awake? I'm typing quick and not reading what I'm writing.
Inside I hurt a lot about our relationship and how its changed. I used to have so much time and patience and now...... I miss our relationship and I feel I grieve for it. Then when I do make time to do something with her I still feel under time pressure and then feel I shouldn't have done it since she'll feel that.
I feel when the DTs hit a more settled age 2.5 or 3+, DD1 will be an older girl who maybe doesn't want to have a silly mum again who'll lark about at the pool or the ducks or play on the swings. I feel I'm losing her.
So sorry to go on. Gotta go an get a tissue or the keys on this keyboard will get a snot shower sometime very soon, have worked myself up into a big cry now.
Haven't been seeing the counselling woman because I felt I had nothing to say after 10 minutes. I don't think she has kids (you can just tell) and therefore, I felt, no real understanding of the daily stresses (e.g. while cooking dinner you are doing laundry and making a phone call with DT1 crying and more runny poo, DT2 crying because he wants a cuddle too, DD1 wondering where she fits in and the noise level going upwards).
OH I don't know where all this came from. Feel free to skip this conversation, I'll wake up tomorrow and pretend it didn't happen.