Me again I'm afraid
We had a lovely morning, the boys had made cards and presents and we had breakfast together etc. Then we went for a walk to B&Q to buy some beddnig plants for our allotment, the boys are making their own flower bed and I wanted to do some work on it with them this afternoon.
Basically ds1 behaved atrociously all the way home, despite me being tolerant/gentle/encouraging, coaxing, giving cuddles etc. He whinged and screamed and eventually sat down on his bum in a puddle and refused to get up. He really hurt my arm when he did it too, I was holding his hand at the time. I was so angry and upset I just walked off up the hill about 20 yards, and dh followed me, and then we stopped and waited for him to give in and come after us. I feel like SUCH a stupid bitch for letting a stand-off like this develop. Anyway eventually after about 20 minutes of this we decided that I would go home, and dh would go down, talk to him about his behaviour and then bring him home to apologise. They've just got back, he was STILL whinging and protesting and saying "but I don't want to go to the stupid allotment today" and didn't apologise.
We were meant to be having a nice special family lunch today, just the four of us, I was going to cook fish and chips, and dh has put up pink balloons and the boys home-made "Happy Mother's Day" banners. And now it is all ruined . EVERY family occasion when I was little ended in heartbroken tatters when I was a child, Christmas, Mothers Day, etc. I have tried so hard, so hard to make our family happy and kind and loving, and my son hates me .
I know I am posting about ds1 too much at the moment, but I am so upset I think my heart is going to burst and I don't want him to see me crying, and there's no way to avoid it because I am.