She's 4.5 and this is her first term at school and I just think she's utterly knackered. We pretty much have a full on tantrum nearly every day after school and I've just lost my temper with her and smacked her.
I now feel really awful that I've done that but I just saw red. I can't believe it.
I sent her to her room when we got home from school, which in itself was for an appalling tantrum leaving school. She has to realise that she simply can't behave like that. I told her when she was quiet I'd come and speak to her and if she said sorry she could come down for her tea. She proceeded to scream and wail even more. I kept telling her to be quiet and she could come down but the screaming got louder. I went up to see her, she screamed in my face and I smacked her on her bottom. 
I left her to it and shut the door. Trouble is I don't want to go and apologise. I just feel as though I'm utterly sick to death of her, her tantrums, pussy-footing around her so as not to set her off, giving in. It's like walking on eggshells with her. She's four ffs. If I can't handle her now I stand no chance when she's older. What sort of precedent is this setting her? Dd1 was a dream compared to this child. She's just done a brilliant turn in her school play, her teacher was nearly in tears she was so good, and now I've totally spoiled the evening by not being able to deal with her sister yet again.
I know I need to apologise but right now I can't stand the sight of her. I said on a thread the other day about how she's bloody hard work compared to dd1 and how it's an awful feeling to know that you don't like your own child. It's true. I don't like her. I love her, she's my child, but if she were someone else's I'd think 'you precocious little brat'. 
It's either one end of the scale or the other with her. She'll have a tantrum if I'm not there, she'll get upset and no-one but me will do, and then the next minute she's screaming at me. She wears me out.
Dh has gone to check on her and she's asleep. He wasn't here when it happened, unfortunately, or he might have stopped me charging up there.
God I feel awful. Poor dd2 being stuck with a mum like me. 