I felt an urge to come and update this and how uncanny that it is almost EXACTLY a year since my initial post.
I have had my final (for the moment....) therapy session :-)
In all I had 9 sessions. It reached a point where I said, there is still a lot to be done but I have been given the tools now to continue on my own.
The first major milestone came in June.
I was picking him up from a school trip and all the children were in a gift shop. They each had £2 to spend and S (my son) bought something which he said he wanted to give to his teacher, but then as he went to give it to her his eyes welled up with tears, and he was distressed. He wanted to give it to her but he also wanted to keep it. He was torn.
I looked at him and was overwhelmed by a feeling.. what was this strange, alien feeling? It was compassion, and tears rolled down my face. It was the first tiny seed of love.
I remember that day with as much happiness as my wedding day. It was the first time I had a spontaneous positive feeling.
Now there are things I still struggle with (of course) but ultimately I genuinely CARE about him. I am proud of him, and the change in him has been marked. He is kind(er) to his brother, he is amazingly affectionate towards me. I feel like he senses the work that has been done and is saying "I am right with you"
I was recently going away for a few days, I asked him if he was ok because he looked a bit down - he said "any day without you in it mummy is a sad day".
I feel all the things that means you are a parent - feeling the joy at their joy, the pain at their pain etc.
I have moments where I feel guilty for the past but I try not to dwell, as it is destructive.
In the past EVERYTHING was acted and forced. Terribly stressfull. I had to TRY so hard to TRY and be fair between the boys, but now I am even handed naturally.
A lot of the early years still feels like a blur but I read through all my posts here and I feel so sorry for that person that wrote them. Which is amazing because I gladly do not recognise those feelings anymore. A lot can change in a year and I still peg it all down to Rozsika Parker. Reading her book was the doorway but NONE of it would have happened without the support I had here. I feel like shouting it from the rooftops !!!
Thank you so much mumsnet, you changed my life and more importantly you gave a loving mother to a gorgeous gorgeous little boy.