I thought i was doing OK at this mummy business, i certainly adore my DD and do my best for her.
She is 3.5 and goes to preschool for 2.5 hrs five days a week. She is a bit spoilt, ney a lot spoilt, mostly by her daddy and DP and I do have words over this.
I have found that just lately though, nothing is good enough for her - or so it seems. If she can't have something RIGHT NOW or something doesn't go right for her, she doesn't exactly tantrum but there are lots of (very loud) tears. I have often found myself just having to ignore it - i feel like there is more crying in the house now than when she was a baby. She CONSTANTLY wants my attention, i am finding it hard to do ANYTHING around the house. She actually tells us to stop talking if it isn't to her and will put her hand over my mouth and scream at me to shut up if DP and I try to talk. Everything is MY fault, if my DP tells her off the stock reply is tears and "i don't love my mummy" WTF>???
The hardest thing at the moment though is play, she wants to play from the minute she wakes up its constant. Thats fine, but she is so difficult about it - role play is a big thing for her just now - but she ends up screaming at me if i don't say the right stuff (yep, i need to be a mind reader) in the correct tone of voice and pretend to be the right person. She loves doing crafty stuff but wants to do it ALL and gets so cross if i try to help her, or even try to do stuff along side her - but then gets upset because im "not playing".
Im painting a bit of a bad picture, but i do know these things are normal for her age and she IS a lovely loving little girl. Sometimes she will cuddle me so tight and say, "im never letting go" and it melts my heart. She is funny and has an acute sense of humour too. But all the other stuff means that by the time DP comes home from work i am on a thread of a short fuse and have just had enough of her. I am not looking for sympathy but just ways to cope and not get so wound up about it. I do say its a phase, its a phase more times than i can remember, but sometimes, just the noise gets me down. Last night there was something on TV, i hardly watch TV but this was something that really interests me (rotties, a passion of mine since we lost our two big boys) and i really just wanted to listen to it - but she screamed all the way through it because i wouldn't let her have a THIRD jam tart until after dinner. I got really pissed off and said to my DP - "five fucking minutes, thats all i wanted to listen about the dogs but she has screamed right through it" He just said, well, xhe will be at school in september wont she so you wont have to worry about it.....