Today i’m having one of those days where I just feel like a complete and utter failure.
I am failing as a mother. I’m falling at good parenting.
As I’m writing this, Tia is still terrorising the fish. If I ask her to stop, no matter what tone she bursts into tears, throws herself on the floor and has a meltdown.
This makes me want to have a meltdown and join her.
We are in a developmental stage in wonderweeks see here I’m so hoping that it ends soon. Is she merely seeing how far she can push me?
Today I’m not sure who the parent is. I want to crawl into bed and cry.
But I won’t let her beat me, she who is only ten months old.
Today she has had more tantrums then she has in the whole ten months she’s been here.
She’s terrorised the fish, torn and eaten tissue paper, cried a thousand times.
She will not leave the virgin box button alone. The one that turns it on and off. This is quite annoying if there is something on you want to watch.
I dare say no, and have yet another meltdown. But I have too, she needs to learn.
I guess we all have days like this, but today more so then others I feel rubbish. Useless.