My daughter is 11. She’s bright as a button. Kind, funny, sparky, but recently we’re seeing some moods etc. Nothing out of the ordinary. She has some big changes coming up. Secondary school etc. I try to pick my battles.
She is an adored child, to put it bluntly. Shes the centre of our world (she and her little sister, who is 7). I try to give her some independence and we’ve gradually increased this over the last year to a level we’re both comfortable with. I do find this difficult, to be honest, but I allow and facilitate it anyway because I know I shouldn’t let my anxiety hold her back.
I also have a full time, full on career. I scaled it right back for years when the girls were small, worked part time and even took a step down so that I could be around for them in the early years. I ramped it back up when they went to school and now I’m full time (but work pretty flexibly and can work from home a couple of days each week so I’m still around). Its really busy and sometimes I have to work a bit in the evenings to keep up etc. but I think I have always put the girls first.
11 and I had a row tonight (well, she was rowing, I was trying to calm her down). Over nothing really - basically I really need her to go to after school club with her sister tomorrow (for 40 minutes) and she doesn’t want to.
Well she hit the roof. She said some pretty hurtful things. I don’t trust her, I should never have had children because all I care about is my job. She hates me, her life is crap, she doesn’t want to live here any more and when she was away at Guide Camp she realised how unhappy she was at home. Her friends have much better lives, all we do is nag and moan, hates her sister etc etc.
I tried to get to the root of it but got nowhere. Eventually I left her alone to calm down and now she is asleep. I can’t sleep. I feel awful. It’s so fucking hard, keeping the plates spinning, and clearly I am failing her somewhere.
I don’t really know what to do with this.