Hi guys, first post here - forgive me if I miss the etiquette.
Feeling a bit traumatised after last night's bedtime. The background is: we have a 7mnth old boy, breastfeeding, and a 2 1/2 year old girl who's extremely advanced. She iis inteligent enough to manipulate/lie etc, but doesnt tend to - she is usually just a really sweet kid (except for a bit of jealous violence toward the younger one at the minute, but that's another story.) Me and DD have an awesome relationship. Just yesterday me and her went for a long walk through woodland together without mum, exploring off the tracks, and I'd support her in trying risky slopes etc. We kiss and hug all the time, tell each other we love each other loads of times a day etc. In other words, we havn't got a bonding problem.
She only used to let Mum put her to bed, but fortunately when DS came along she transitioned really well into me putting her to bed in her own room. And more recently we've progressed to leaving her alone in bed for spells then going back to her, and she's even dropped off alone a couple times (though that's the exception.) But we seem to have relapsed in that area of late.
As DS is breatfeeding, it simply is not possible for DD to get her way and have mum's attention at bedtime all the time (although we have given in to the tantrums many a time when it's been possible.) But last night we decided to really insist, and mum stayed out of it while I endured the wrath of the toddler. Screaming "I want mummy," "I don't like you daddy," "I don't love you, go away," in this harrowing voice like the kids out of The Exorcist, and hitting and kicking me like a helicopter. Shudder!
So in the end I had to leave her in her room to cool off cos all the stories and calming talk weren't helping. The crying went on for ages, "I want mummy," and we've always agreed not to go the contolled crying route (does this count as controlled crying?)
Anyway, after a while it did go quiet, so i risked going back because I didnt want her to go to sleep feeling rejected. But the girl I went back to was a different girl. She was broken. I felt like it was a scene out of Clockwork Orange or 1984, conditioning. (Sorry, I'm not into dark films or anything, this is just how I feel now!)
I layed down next to her, and then came the one-liner that's been echoing round my head ever since.. In this defeated voice, she whimpered "I waited and I waited but she never came."
Ouch. Im completely heartbroken. I don't know why I could handle her telling me she doesn't love me but not this. Mum said it's her who should feel guilty (mums always do eh?) But i just feel like the worst dad on earth right now.
Is this "brokenness" a sign of success? Is it a discipline breakthrough? Or is it child abuse/neglect? Thanks, and sorry for going on.x