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I am having such a hard time with my nearly 3 yo son at the moment and just feel lost.
I love him I really do but I frequently feel like I don't like him very much. Over the last couple of months he has turned from a sweet gentle happy, considerate child to a stroppy, rampaging nightmare.
He hits when he doesn't get his way right away, he shouts shut up a lot, he is uncooperative especially with getting dressed. Even when I try and do nice things with him they end up being a disaster, as he will shout at me a lot for not doing everything exactly how he wants it done at the right moment. Today we were making cakes for his birthday party tomorrow, he got cross because there was nothing to do between making them and icing them as they were in the oven then cooling. He got cross, as I wouldn't let him eat them all when they were ready - I let him have 2. And then he got angry when I had to tidy up even though I tried to involve him and let him help.
He is very affectionate and he has an obsession with my stomach and back - he calls it tummy middle and is always putting his hands under my top to grab at my stomach and back, when I am feeling tired and frustrated this is the last thing I want him to do. It is worse when we are out as he tries to lift my top up and play with my stomach all the time. I try to explain we only cuddle like that at home but he doesn't care.
Sorry to go on but as a breastfeeding toddler he has developed a terrible latch and cannot seem to fix it, every time he nurses I feel his teeth on my nipple and it hurts. I either put up with it or nag him till we find a vaguely acceptable position. But when he and baby want to nurse together it is even worse as they both wriggle a lot and Oscar spends the whole time trying to pull Oliver's hair.
<<sigh>>
Sorry to go on I am just tired and fed up and it is 9pm and I have to bake a cake for his party tomorrow and wrap the party prizes etc and where is my dh - at the pub. After about 4 weeks of him working till gone 10pm and working weekends where is he - in the bloody pub with his friends.
I feel very isolated and alone and like there is a widening gulf appearing between me and my precious Oliver and I am too tired to figure out how to make it better and I think he and I both have a lot of frustration and anger at dh not being around.
Any help would be greatly appreciated as I feel like the worst mother in the world.
I love him I really do but I frequently feel like I don't like him very much. Over the last couple of months he has turned from a sweet gentle happy, considerate child to a stroppy, rampaging nightmare.
He hits when he doesn't get his way right away, he shouts shut up a lot, he is uncooperative especially with getting dressed. Even when I try and do nice things with him they end up being a disaster, as he will shout at me a lot for not doing everything exactly how he wants it done at the right moment. Today we were making cakes for his birthday party tomorrow, he got cross because there was nothing to do between making them and icing them as they were in the oven then cooling. He got cross, as I wouldn't let him eat them all when they were ready - I let him have 2. And then he got angry when I had to tidy up even though I tried to involve him and let him help.
He is very affectionate and he has an obsession with my stomach and back - he calls it tummy middle and is always putting his hands under my top to grab at my stomach and back, when I am feeling tired and frustrated this is the last thing I want him to do. It is worse when we are out as he tries to lift my top up and play with my stomach all the time. I try to explain we only cuddle like that at home but he doesn't care.
Sorry to go on but as a breastfeeding toddler he has developed a terrible latch and cannot seem to fix it, every time he nurses I feel his teeth on my nipple and it hurts. I either put up with it or nag him till we find a vaguely acceptable position. But when he and baby want to nurse together it is even worse as they both wriggle a lot and Oscar spends the whole time trying to pull Oliver's hair.
<<sigh>>
Sorry to go on I am just tired and fed up and it is 9pm and I have to bake a cake for his party tomorrow and wrap the party prizes etc and where is my dh - at the pub. After about 4 weeks of him working till gone 10pm and working weekends where is he - in the bloody pub with his friends.

I feel very isolated and alone and like there is a widening gulf appearing between me and my precious Oliver and I am too tired to figure out how to make it better and I think he and I both have a lot of frustration and anger at dh not being around.
Any help would be greatly appreciated as I feel like the worst mother in the world.
