I have had a lot of problems in my life and have really struggled with being a parent. The last 2 weeks have been particulary hard. This morning I decided we would ignore all the bad behaviour completely and we also decided we would go out for a walk together. Nice walk, nice weather, nice time, hopefully.
It is now the end of the day and the kids are in bed.
DS2 (age 3) has a swollen and red cheek and cut eye thanks to his brother (age 7) pushing him.
DS1 has been on the step and sent to his room.
DD (age 4) has been sent to her room but has been the better behaved out of all of them.
DS2 has been sent to the step and is currently crying in bed as he can't have the pyjamas he wants - they are dirty.
DS1 has back chatted me every single time I have spoken to him, has been rough with his siblings and cheeked his father. He has also watched as the little ones squirted sun cream on the carpet and didn't tell us.
All I get is kids will be kids, all fight with their siblings and all backchat. But all the time? No exaggeration.
DH and I are at a loss at what to do, have no one to help, no time alone and I feel sad that maybe I am one of those people who should not have had children.
I used to be such a fun person, good company, a laugh. Now all I do is dread the next day when I go to bed and wish the time away to them going to bed.