Ds1 and I (after a very rocky start - severe PND) have always been exceptionally close. He's a shy, sensitive, imaginative child - very like me as a child. He'll be seven next month and suddenly, there seems to be a chasm developing between us. I can't say or do anything right - he says I don't listen, that I'm always having a go at him. I just don't know what I'm doing wrong. For example, this morning: now I don't have my "best Mum in the world" head on - I'm very tired and slightly hungover (3 bottles of Cobra lager over a curry with the girls - pathetic ) but I thought I was doing OK. Dh was at work this morning, so it was just me and the boys (ds2 is 2). All they've done is bicker over toys - "he won't let me have it..." "he's hitting me," and I've tried to be fair and keep the peace. Then dh came home and said he'd take them out to McD's - asked ds1 to get his shoes on. He found his school shoes so I said "why don't you get your boots on.." and before I could finish my sentence "they're by your desk in the kitchen," he yelled "I don't know where they are!" and burst into tears. Thus ensued TWENTY minutes of wailing - and I mean loud wailing - with dh saying what's wrong and ds1 sobbing "Mummy's always telling me off...she doesn't listen to me..."
It sounds awful I know (and I'm feeling guilty now) but he's done this so many times just lately, with the loud OTT wailing and gnashing of teeth, and sobbing on dh's shoulder with tales of how UNFAIR Mummy is, that I just couldn't be bothered to even try to put things right - I just went upstairs til they'd gone out
Dh came up to say "do you think you could try and make a big fuss of ds1 when we get back - say how much you've missed him etc." so obviously he thinks it's me too.
What am I doing wrong? Am I just this horrible nagging witch of a Mum. Ds1 and I have always been best of friends - he's always been "my" boy, perhaps to the exclusion of dh (ds2 is far more of a Daddy's boy than ds1 has ever been). But suddenly, dh seems to be on ds1's wavelength more than me, and I'm feeling bereft.
Now I know the theory,. I've read Steve Biddulph's "Raising Boys" : Mummy's from birth to 7, daddy's from 7 to puberty, then it's all peer pressure from puberty to adulthood. But it actually seems to be happening and I don't like it I want my little friend back - not this Kevin the Teenager sullen, sulky thing that views me as the enemy.
I probably do nag. I'm the sensible parent, the one who makes sure he's ready for school in the morning, that he does his homework, doesn't play on the X-Box too long, gets to bed at a reasonable time. Dh is the fun parent - the get in from work and go wild wrestling on the floor one and it's always me that has to call a halt when things get out of hand.
And I know ds1 is still finding it hard to deal with having a younger sibling (he was nearly 5 when ds2 came along). Ds2 - typical 2 year old - boisterous, unco-operative, destructive - all the things ds1 isn't. And ds1 gets frustrated and is too rough with ds2 and, yes, I probably am harder on ds1, and seem to spend all my time saying "don't do that, he's only a baby...he doesn't understand how to share..he's only two!"
Oh I'm just rambling now. Is that it? Have I had my 7 years of closeness with ds1 and now I'm just going to be an irritation to him? I just can't seem to find any common ground any more.
Sorry..just needed to let that out. Feeling sorry for myself today.