Oh the shame of it. Ds is just so moody, this has been going on for such a long time. I love him to bits but it's really wearing. I feel like sich a lightweight only having one child and moaning about him.
I think the frustration has been building up for a while. There isn't another child there who will make such a fuss as mine. It was the Xmas party today so there were lots of grannies there and dads (everyone seems to go there in twos to pick children up!)and he was having such a tantrum, whacking his head on the floor for no reason other than I had to take another little boy's toy off him which made the crying escalate, I could hear other mums tutting and trying to be helpful comments of "ahhh pick the poor little thing up" (which makes him worse) One granny said "God I wouldn't put up with that" It was just awful I felt like such a damn failure I looked up and could see everyone looking - you could have heard a pin drop and I just stupidly burst into tears. I picked up ds and had him under one arm screeching and another opening the door to get out.
Grim
I think the most hurtful thing is the fact that all the carers will harp on about how great he has been, it seems as soon as I walk through the door it all starts. I don't know how I am going to face going back there.