I was just reading a few pages on a thread that is very old. It started out with some mamas explaining the rage that sometimes come over them, and some bad things they've done, but ended completely off topic, and I didn't see it as an appropriate place to put my own "confession"
A couple of weeks ago I had the worst night EVER that I have had with my son. I realised at the time that I was not really angry with him, but at my husband, since I was really feeling like I had to do everything alone, and not getting any help. DS was also in the beginnings of getting sick, and I was just getting over what he was getting, so I was in a great mindset to work up a spectaular rage and frustration.
I feel terrible, I have cried often about this since it happened. DS woke up about every 20 minutes all night long. I started out just being a bit rough with him, trying to make him stay still long enough to give him the breast, then him spitting it out and crying more, rejecting the paci, crying all night, thrashing and wiggling. After a couple hours of this I was really getting rough with him, I was grabbbing his legs and twisting him to try to get him to take the breast and go back to sleep. Another hour or so and I wanted to hit him. DH works nights, so I had no relief, no one to come in and just take him for even a second, and no one coming for hours, and it having been days since I felt like I had had any real help with taking care of him.
THen I started yelling "Shut up!" "What the hell is wrong with you?" "I hate you" etc... Horrible things. I am so ashamed.
And then I did the worst thing. THat I always said I would never do, I've never felt so terrible in my life. I slapped my poor, innocent son. He just started screaming more. I felt so shitty, but still so angry. I remember thinking to myself "how can you hit him? You're scaring him, he'll never trust you again after that, it's your job to comfort him, and fix everything, what the hell is your problem." I don't remember but I think I slapped him again, and then I just started crying. I just held my poor baby and cried. I was so upset with myself for hurting my poor son when all he wanted was for me to help him.
I cannot express how deeply ashamed I am, how shitty I feel, and how I wish so much that I had done something sooner to realise how frustrated I was getting and the buildup that was occuring before that night.
I really appriciate anyone who actually took the time to read this. Please don't put me down anymore, I'm only human, plus, trust me, I already know how to do it to myself better than anyone else.
A couple of weeks ago I had the worst night EVER that I have had with my son. I realised at the time that I was not really angry with him, but at my husband, since I was really feeling like I had to do everything alone, and not getting any help. DS was also in the beginnings of getting sick, and I was just getting over what he was getting, so I was in a great mindset to work up a spectaular rage and frustration.
I feel terrible, I have cried often about this since it happened. DS woke up about every 20 minutes all night long. I started out just being a bit rough with him, trying to make him stay still long enough to give him the breast, then him spitting it out and crying more, rejecting the paci, crying all night, thrashing and wiggling. After a couple hours of this I was really getting rough with him, I was grabbbing his legs and twisting him to try to get him to take the breast and go back to sleep. Another hour or so and I wanted to hit him. DH works nights, so I had no relief, no one to come in and just take him for even a second, and no one coming for hours, and it having been days since I felt like I had had any real help with taking care of him.
THen I started yelling "Shut up!" "What the hell is wrong with you?" "I hate you" etc... Horrible things. I am so ashamed.
And then I did the worst thing. THat I always said I would never do, I've never felt so terrible in my life. I slapped my poor, innocent son. He just started screaming more. I felt so shitty, but still so angry. I remember thinking to myself "how can you hit him? You're scaring him, he'll never trust you again after that, it's your job to comfort him, and fix everything, what the hell is your problem." I don't remember but I think I slapped him again, and then I just started crying. I just held my poor baby and cried. I was so upset with myself for hurting my poor son when all he wanted was for me to help him.
I cannot express how deeply ashamed I am, how shitty I feel, and how I wish so much that I had done something sooner to realise how frustrated I was getting and the buildup that was occuring before that night.
I really appriciate anyone who actually took the time to read this. Please don't put me down anymore, I'm only human, plus, trust me, I already know how to do it to myself better than anyone else.
















I am so sorry you went through this. How hard for both you and your baby.