Yesterday was one of those days where I had to shout at my children for misbehaving and having not listened to a word I said. They even laughed at me when I was telling them off – that’s one thing that gets under my skin as a Mother!
The day started off having to get the children ready for school. They we’re excited for their first day.
Faith was slightly nervous and it took her a while to go in. She kept running back out uttering that she was scared. I eventually pushed her to go back in with the help of the teacher.
When it was time to pick them up, Faith came out with a smile on her face. That was until she wanted to go to a playcentre with her cousin and I said I couldn’t afford to take her at the moment.
She became stroppy and was very rude to Liam’s sister.
“Well she can take us, she can pay.”
I honestly haven’t felt so embarrassed in my life. She went of in a sulk and sat on the floor outside the school proclaiming that I don’t take her anywhere. I don’t think children get the concept of money.
I blame her ‘sperm donor’ father for her spoilt attitude. They always get what they want over at their Dads even if they’re naughty – it doesn’t help our situation at home as I then get made out to be the mean parent because I refuse to reward them for their bad behaviour.
We arrived back home with her having sulked all the way. I sent to her room until she had learnt not to get gobby back at me.
I let her out and she came to apologise. We then settled on the sofa to watch some cartoons with me and the other three monkeys.
It was almost tea time and it was Wyatt’s turn to play me up. He ran around the flat screaming, and despite having told him to calm down as Kiiara was in her bouncer on the floor, he blatantly ignored my instructions at least three times. I ended up sending him to his room until tea was ready.
They both calmed down whilst eating their tea, but because of their behaviour that day we chose not to reward them with pudding.
Wyatt did not like this one bit. He looked at me in disgrace.
“You don’t look after me properly and you want me to die.”
(a tad overdramatic don’t you think?)
I must admit it really hurt my feelings. I know he was only lashing out because he wasn’t getting his own way, but hearing things like that really pull on your heart strings and it makes me feel like a terrible parent.
I asked him,
“Why would you say such a thing?”
To his reply,
“You should give me crisps and treats even when I’m naughty.”
“It doesn’t work like that.”
It’s frustrating to think his mind works like this. Naughty = rewards. I need to knock it out of him!
It didn’t end there either….
After I sorted out the bedtime routine and got them all settled, he was in and out of his sisters room despite being late and past his bedtime.
Faith was fed up with him in the end and put the door stop under her door to keep him out. Liam sent him back to bed again after the third time.
It was finally quiet in the Mini Zoo that night, other than Kiiara and Aurora waking up for a bottle and the ‘Mummy milk-machine’.
Morning came and it was time to get the children ready for school. I woke Faith up first, sorted out her breakfast and left her to get ready.
I then went to wake Wyatt up to find he was already awake with an orange in hand.
“I was getting it ready for snack at school.”
I told him to get dressed and have his breakfast whilst I went to get the youngest two ready.
After the school run we arrived back at home to find that Wyatt has scraped off some of the paint from the wallpaper in the bathroom and helped himself to things out the fridge well before we had even woken up that morning. It included a chocolate yogurt that he knew was saved for his little sister as it was the last one.
As much as I love my children, I’m literally at my wits end with the pair of them. Sometimes I don’t know what to do – its emotionally draining shouting at them all the time.
I want to be able to have fun with them and enjoy them but at the moment I’m finding it difficult with the way they are acting.
I sometimes feel like a failure, that maybe I need to do more with them. Being a parent is definitely hard at times and I know I may get the backlash of it all for being so strict but I’m trying my best. Hopefully one day they will realise Mummy is giving them as much as she’s got.
I’m currently hoping after collecting them later I won’t have to shout or get cross, but i’m not going to hold my breath on that one!
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