Anonymous wrote:Ugh. I've been getting shitty with my 6 year old. It's horrible.
Complained that other kids get to do XYZ: "fine, go live with their parents if it's so great"
Complained she had so clean her stuff up while my work stuff was still out: I slammed my hand down on the table, rolled my eyes, and cleaned it up in a huff.
One morning I was fed up with her and H not helping out while I was trying to get everyone ready: I screamed and cussed them both out. "NO ONE EVER F***ING LISTENS TO ME".
The really sad thing is I know my frustrations mostly stem from H. I really can handle DD's complaining and tantrums. But when I'm irritated because I'm running around doing everything while H plays on his phone, I get this intense anger that boils over and unfortunately my kid gets the brunt of it. I hate it. HATE it.
Like that's what happened last night: I was running DD to practice all evening, came home and started cleaning up, was the only one coaching DD to put her practice things away and take a shower so she's mad and screaming at me, trying to start dinner, unpacking the baby and dealing with her, etc. H just sits around on his phone, and it's like...you couldn't have started dinner? Straightened up? Taken the baby from me? So when DD went off that it's not fair she has to clean up when my work things are still out, I kinda lost it.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Cosleeping for years. DC is now 15 and only sleeps in their room.
Same.
Also felt it was a fail not joining my daughter in any sports when she was in ES -- she's on varsity field hockey in high school.
None of these things really matter, OP. Have you heard the expression "Don't sweat the small stuff"?
This is the small stuff.
I mean this to be nice -- try not to be neurotic about your parenting b/c kids can pick up on your anxiety and will be more prone to anxiety as they grow up.
Anonymous wrote:Ugh. I've been getting shitty with my 6 year old. It's horrible.
Complained that other kids get to do XYZ: "fine, go live with their parents if it's so great"
Complained she had so clean her stuff up while my work stuff was still out: I slammed my hand down on the table, rolled my eyes, and cleaned it up in a huff.
One morning I was fed up with her and H not helping out while I was trying to get everyone ready: I screamed and cussed them both out. "NO ONE EVER F***ING LISTENS TO ME".
The really sad thing is I know my frustrations mostly stem from H. I really can handle DD's complaining and tantrums. But when I'm irritated because I'm running around doing everything while H plays on his phone, I get this intense anger that boils over and unfortunately my kid gets the brunt of it. I hate it. HATE it.
Like that's what happened last night: I was running DD to practice all evening, came home and started cleaning up, was the only one coaching DD to put her practice things away and take a shower so she's mad and screaming at me, trying to start dinner, unpacking the baby and dealing with her, etc. H just sits around on his phone, and it's like...you couldn't have started dinner? Straightened up? Taken the baby from me? So when DD went off that it's not fair she has to clean up when my work things are still out, I kinda lost it.
Anonymous wrote:It's called choosing your battles.