I really cannot do this on my own any more....
DS didn't go to sleep last night until around 11. He is generally anxious about school at the moment and last night he was worrying about the Sun swallowing up the Universe in a giant black hole...
If he didn't need the sleep I wouldn't mind but he does and he is shattered.
When I picked him up tonight his teacher wanted to talk to me about an incident on Friday and he started barging into me to make me hurry up.. I ignored as usual. He looked so tired and his eyes are all red from hayfever too. He also looked full of thunder.
We went to the park as we normally do. DD (who is being a right pain in the backside at the moment) wouldn't let DS on the roundabout with her so I dealt with that. Then DS stomped off in a sulk which I ignored. Then DS started pushing DD on the roundabout and she was doing her screeching thing and refusing to use words. Then they started taking lumps out of each other. I sorted them out and gave them a warning about behaviour... If they did x or y again we were going home early. They then began to shout at each other as being the cause of the threat....... So I said we were going home. DD ran off and DS grabbed hold of me screaming and yelling, grabbing my dress and trying to rip it. I then had to manhandle him out of the park while a millionty parents stood and looked at me with cats bum mouths and DD wailed beside me. He pulled me over, screeched that he hoped that Daddy would soon realise what a rubbsih person I was and throw me out...
A lovely bunch of teenagers asked if I was OK but that was it. I got them in the car and stood outside and sobbed. He is 8. He comes up to my nose. He is too strong already.
I am sure I made a millionty mistakes in what I did. I am about 100% positive I caused the whole thing. I cannot do this any more.