When he listens, he is a delight.
But when he runs off, ignores me when I call him to come back, jumps on the sofa, bullies his little brother, tells barefaced lies that "Daddy hurt me!" (His daddy was visiting, and Ds1 didn't know I was watching, Daddy had just told him off, and ds1 suddenly shrieked "Daddy hurt me!" Daddy bloody well did not!), ignores me when I tell him to get OFF his brother until I have to physically intervene then screams that I have hurt him...
I am not coping very well with him to be honest. I bought the boys a new toy to share (a ball popping game that I thought they would both love) and it's been taken away already because he was being violent about it.
He's nearly 5. I am starting the ball rolling to get him assessed at school. All my friends say "I don't know how you cope with him"
the truth is, I often don't.
I really am a shit mother sometimes. I hide in the kitchen because interacting with him is such bloody hard work. Even getting him to make eye contact is hard. I dress him because although he is perfectly capable of dressing himself, he can't focus long enough to put even one sock on without being nagged.
I have failed this child, I am failing this child, sometimes I watch him rocket out of the reception playground and all the other children are walking nicely up to their mothers, and he whooshes everywhere, and I blame myself.