It has been hell of night, hence the name. I have namechanged for this.
I am pregnant, exhausted and have a 2 year old who has been playing up for the last week or so. He hasn't been eating, he seems to have dropped his nap and he is really resisting bedtimes, despite us doing the usual things at bedtime.
Tonight has been awful. He usually goes up to bed without any trouble at 7.30pm. Last night it was 9.30pm before he went off, and DH and I were up and down the stairs doing the put to bed thing.
Tonight has been the same, although tonight I'm on my own and I just haven't coped well. Apart from being exhausted, I have an awful cold and have got loads to do to get ready for work tomorrow.
I'm ashamed to say I lost my temper this evening. I usually manage to keep calm, put him to bed, kiss DS and shut the door gently. I don't really know what was different this evening, but I shouted at him, burst into tears and immediately cried more because I felt so guilty. We had a nice cuddle and I calmed down, but it really scared me that this could happen.
Now I'm really worried about how I'm going to cope when baby number 2 is born, I don't really know what I've let myself into.
Maybe I expect too much from DS, but I've just found this evening horrendous. I don't even know why I'm writing this...