My reception age boy is bright, popular at school, has good concentration, can play well alone or with other children, has good relationships with family and friends. I'm not saying this to boast, but to show the disparity of my experience with him to that of others - people often tell me how delightful he is when they really don't need to.
And he is lovely, in many ways he is a joy, but I feel like I am failing as a parent. I feel terrible to admit it, but I just can't cope with him. DS is constantly pushing boundaries with me, and I feel that every day is challenging and difficult. We have routines, but he will never just do something, even if you try to get him involved by having fun doing it, he's what you call "spirited" and will complain vociferously if things don't go his way, or then will get in a mood and shout at me.
The problem really at the moment is that he gets angry about something and he can't handle the strength of his rage, and will shout and scream, punch, kick, scratch and spit at me. This is totally unacceptable and I try the 1-2-3 magic thing of 3 warnings and a time out. When he gets to time out he won't sit still on the step and it can take up to hour for him to complete the 4 mins without getting up, laughing, taunting etc. By the end of it I am all red and sweaty with the effort of getting him back on the step. It feels worse for me than it does for him, I am sure, so I wonder what the point of it is.
I am consistent with him - there are house rules and expected standards of behaviour. However, he often just suddenly starts being really silly - chucking stuff about, refusing to get dressed, eat what I have cooked, brush teeth etc and essentially just winding me up and laughing when I become cross.
I find it really hard to deal with because I already don't believe in my own power as a person. It's like he doesn't respect me because he can pick up that I don't respect myself - does that make sense? But then sometimes I think it can't be just me? He really is an alpha male and thinks he knows everything - and says so "It's not a concert. I know all about it. They are buskers. They have a hat for money" His knowledge was based purely on Tabby McTat! But he refused to accept any alternative scenario. It would be amusing if it wasn't so bloody difficult to deal with because he is like that with everything.
In some ways it's all quite subtle and under the surface, and I know that I need to sort of ignore the wind ups breezily and act like its water off a ducks back but I feel I can't cope. It's actually driving me to tears. I'm naturally introverted and not very assertive - I read somewhere that where there is a power vacuum a child will often place themselves at the centre of it. Well, that is certainly what has happened in our case. I would have liked to have another child but the reason I don't is because I am so exhausted from DS. People ask if I ever thought about another and I just say the usual humming and hah-ing because I feel too ashamed to give the real answer "I would love another one but DS has been such a handful I fear I couldn't cope with two".
Anyway he seems to go from being totally mummy's boy with me "I love you mummy", "No, I only want to sit next to mummy!" and wanting stories, snuggles and lots of attention, very quickly to "I hate you" and the shouting and trying to physically hurt me.
How can I do right by him, nurture him and get him on the right path with firm but loving boundaries? It feels like I'm just failing at the moment :(