I am absolutely fed up of my 17 month old daughter. She is gorgeous to look at, and cute. But that’s about it. I simply do not enjoy being in her company. I’m constantly on edge because of whining or crying flare ups that start first thing in the morning. I’m particularly on edge in public as she will cry and moan in cafes unless I give her my phone for her to watch children’s programmes. In parks she is all over the place, doing dangerous things and trying to engage children who are cold and disinterested. I found this latter character trait particularly odd. She will often scream if I try to put her in the pushchair, and moan if I try to change her nappy or outfit. She will do risky and dangerous things and then scream if I try to move her out of harm’s way, elbowing me hard in the chest. I spend my life carrying her away from danger. It’s physically exhausting. We’ll have brief nice moments when she plays nicely with another child in the park. When it’s time to go, the screaming and elbowing begins. Nothing is good enough for her and it’s causing me anxiety as every other second, she’s moaning and crying. The sound of her is maddening. I just want to zip her mouth shut. We have so few moments together where I actually feel happy. I’m usually just anxiously waiting for either the next risky manoeuvre that could cause her harm, or the next whining / moaning / screaming session. I’m fed up. Totally fed up of her whinging, open-mouthed, screaming face. She sleeps in the bed with me and seems able to sense when I’m gone as she wakes up not long after I walk out. So I’m like some kind of prisoner. I really can’t stand her. My life revolves around pacifying her - mediating her moods. My life centres on carefully not doing anything to cause one of her outbursts. She was an easy and lovely newborn. I don’t know how it came to this. I just don’t like her personality. I don’t know what to do