I dont know where to start...I originally came to these forums long ago to learn all I needed to know about labor and birth and I successfully had four natural births from just reading these forums. I shouldve realized that I needed to learn about GD but I didnt at that point. As my kids got older... I have five....I started to see how nasty they are to each other and couldnt figure out why my kids were so tough and rough and hating towards each other. Well then the realization came that eventhough I was the mother that let them breastfeed two whole years, i was the mother that tandem nursed, that I was the mother that gave them unconditional love for the first two years, that let them sleep in my bed until they were ready to get out themselves (actually my four year old still comes back, but my 2 1/2 year old loool sleeps in her own bed!)
Anyways the realization came that Im a very tough nasty mother. I initially had no patience. It seems after they are old enough which seems after about three years old that I turn on them. Meaning im no longer patient with their actions, I treat them roughly, I yell and scream at them. My oldest is now 13 and I NOW I see the way I treated her all these years has really made her exactly like me. She is rough with her sibilings. She doesnt talk but always screams and talks to them with no patience and always putting them down. I realized thats the way i am with them. I did this to them. I couldnt figure out why my household is a living hell and now I have. Its mostly my fault. I have made them treat each other like the enemy.
I think you all get the picture. I barely ever hug or kiss them when they start to get older. Its just yeling, screaming, pushing them away, sometimes it was hitting but I threw that away about a couple of years ago when I saw that it wasnt getting us anywhere.
I didnt mean to be like this. I never imagined I would be like this. I started thinking back to my childhood which I dont remember much of. All except that mom and dad were constantly at odds and fighting and screaming was the norm in our household. Plus the fact that my dad abused us and mom for years with putting us down mentally and beating the hell out of us for the most stupid little things. He was very rough and tough with us and never said a kind word. I think this is where its coming from in me. I couldnt help it until I started to realize what I was doing.
Then I started trying to change like two years ago. I started trying to tone down the screaming. I stopped hitting. But still I would have one day fine and five days back to my normal self then i got so sick of myself and just let go again but no hitting.
Now Im determined to get a hold on myself. I ve been pretty good for a couple of days being nice to my kids, talking to them in a sweet tone. Explaining to them that we want our house to be full of love and compassion towards each other. I had each one talk to one another and to voice love to each other and I did the same to them. My eldest daughter had a hard time accepting that I love her. I think she doesnt believe me at all. The nine year old and seven year old are easier because I gave them alot when they were younger and they are younger I think and easier to deal with. the four year old and two year old i decided would learn from us as long as we are patient with each other, respecting and loving they would gain that from us. So I figured I would work on the older ones.
I started showing them how they could react differently in scenarios. Like for example, one ds hit dd accidentally the initial response is dd wacks him back as hard as possible. Then ds will cuss her out and dd will respond and then they are both beating each other up. So I showed them how it could play out differently by tellin dd to communicate with ds and ask him why he hit her. Once he answered that it was an accident she then answered and told him oh ok and then he apologized and they hugged and all was peaceful.
This is just one example of what Im trying to do. With myself I have learned to take a deep breath before I react and be patient, smiling and loving at the same time. Ive been training myself to touch them gently and kiss them and hug them daily. Something I dont do with the older ones. Of course Im getting better at it but some days not so goood. Plus my eldest isnt reacting so well. She thinks its a joke and tries to make fun of what Im doing with her and the others.
Its just so hard. I dont know If I can keep it up. I guess Im gonna be reading these boards daily. But if anyone has comments or something useful that can help me or some encouraging words or some easy way to turn this whole awful mess that i have created around..I could really use the help. Ive created monsters and I didnt mean to
Anyways the realization came that Im a very tough nasty mother. I initially had no patience. It seems after they are old enough which seems after about three years old that I turn on them. Meaning im no longer patient with their actions, I treat them roughly, I yell and scream at them. My oldest is now 13 and I NOW I see the way I treated her all these years has really made her exactly like me. She is rough with her sibilings. She doesnt talk but always screams and talks to them with no patience and always putting them down. I realized thats the way i am with them. I did this to them. I couldnt figure out why my household is a living hell and now I have. Its mostly my fault. I have made them treat each other like the enemy.
I think you all get the picture. I barely ever hug or kiss them when they start to get older. Its just yeling, screaming, pushing them away, sometimes it was hitting but I threw that away about a couple of years ago when I saw that it wasnt getting us anywhere.
I didnt mean to be like this. I never imagined I would be like this. I started thinking back to my childhood which I dont remember much of. All except that mom and dad were constantly at odds and fighting and screaming was the norm in our household. Plus the fact that my dad abused us and mom for years with putting us down mentally and beating the hell out of us for the most stupid little things. He was very rough and tough with us and never said a kind word. I think this is where its coming from in me. I couldnt help it until I started to realize what I was doing.
Then I started trying to change like two years ago. I started trying to tone down the screaming. I stopped hitting. But still I would have one day fine and five days back to my normal self then i got so sick of myself and just let go again but no hitting.
Now Im determined to get a hold on myself. I ve been pretty good for a couple of days being nice to my kids, talking to them in a sweet tone. Explaining to them that we want our house to be full of love and compassion towards each other. I had each one talk to one another and to voice love to each other and I did the same to them. My eldest daughter had a hard time accepting that I love her. I think she doesnt believe me at all. The nine year old and seven year old are easier because I gave them alot when they were younger and they are younger I think and easier to deal with. the four year old and two year old i decided would learn from us as long as we are patient with each other, respecting and loving they would gain that from us. So I figured I would work on the older ones.
I started showing them how they could react differently in scenarios. Like for example, one ds hit dd accidentally the initial response is dd wacks him back as hard as possible. Then ds will cuss her out and dd will respond and then they are both beating each other up. So I showed them how it could play out differently by tellin dd to communicate with ds and ask him why he hit her. Once he answered that it was an accident she then answered and told him oh ok and then he apologized and they hugged and all was peaceful.
This is just one example of what Im trying to do. With myself I have learned to take a deep breath before I react and be patient, smiling and loving at the same time. Ive been training myself to touch them gently and kiss them and hug them daily. Something I dont do with the older ones. Of course Im getting better at it but some days not so goood. Plus my eldest isnt reacting so well. She thinks its a joke and tries to make fun of what Im doing with her and the others.
Its just so hard. I dont know If I can keep it up. I guess Im gonna be reading these boards daily. But if anyone has comments or something useful that can help me or some encouraging words or some easy way to turn this whole awful mess that i have created around..I could really use the help. Ive created monsters and I didnt mean to








this is hard for you - lots of hugs and you know the most wonderful thing is that you've already started, you've seen the faults and WANT to correct them - this is fantastic.
