DS is 4 and a half. He’s always been very clever and mature, a joy to be around, I could happily spend the whole day with him. Can take him anywhere, sits nicely for meals out, doesn’t moan in the car. Of course he’s had his moments like any kid and we’ve had tantrums but nothing major.
He finished nursery last Friday, and it’s like he was replaced by a demon child overnight. His behaviour has been horrendous all week. Huge tantrums over tiny things, screaming, trashing his room, slamming doors, scratching the walls (his fingernails are all broken now). Horrible to his 2 year old sister, annoying her all the time until she screams at him, snatching toys, pushing, hitting her as he walks past like he thinks I can’t see him. Kicking off in the car. I’ve taken them both out several times to do nice activities, he’s also been out on his own with me or DH a few times. Lots of treats, lots of fun, plenty of chill out time at home, but he just cannot stop misbehaving. He is spoiling everything and just does not listen. We are only 1 week into the holidays and I’ve been in tears every day, I just don’t know what has happened to my happy, kind, fun-loving boy. I am walking on eggshells trying not to set him off at the slightest inconvenience. I was so looking forward to having lots of time off with the kids over the hols but now I’m dreading it all. Im scared to leave the house with them. Before I wouldn’t have had any worries about leaving them with DH or either of their grandmothers for a day while I work but even that worries me now.
I have tried being calm and kind, talking about feelings like we always have done. Showing him how to calm down. We say sorry and I love you and cuddle. Lots of praise for good behaviour, lots of attention. I’ve shouted and punished and tried to show him that there are consequences by taking away tv time or certain toys. I’ve even broke down in tears in front of him, telling him that we can’t do any fun things in the holidays if I can’t trust him to behave nicely. His star chart went in the bin because he lost so many it was pointless taking them off, I just chucked the whole thing. At one point I even thought about smacking him, to see if that would shock him into behaving. I didn’t, but I really bloody wanted to. I’m just so cross and so sad. Fucking fed up of repeating myself over and over again. I don’t know what the hell has happened to him. Literally like a switch has flipped. He’s not missing school or his friends becuse it literally started the first day of the hols. I don’t know what else to do. Oh and I’m expecting a baby in a couple of months, which never gave me any worries before, DS was really interested and excited, but now I just wish I wasn’t becuse how the hell am I going to cope with all this?