Nico

[thereyougothen]

i have just had the worst bedtime ever with Nicholas.  he point blank refused to stop playing wiht his lego and gt ready for bed. so i took it from him, in the process it disintegrated, and put it on a high shelf.  he followed me and hit me and yelled and hit me some more.

i dragged him into his room, kicking and screaming and took his clothes off him.  coulnd't get his pj's on him, and he ran upstairs. so i dragged him back down and took him into the bathroom and brished his teeth. well, waved his toothbrush around inside his mouth.

then basically left him lying on his floor.  thomas is in bed being good, of course.

i did all this while drenched in sweat from the almost constant hot flushes that i've been experiencing now for the last couple of weeks.  not to mentiuon the exhaustion post herceptin, which also seems to be a constant these days.

and we took Bill to the airport this afternoon.  he's back on friday. 

wish me luck, i'm going to need it

Comments

[blottedcopybook.livejournal.com]

Arrrgghh I can barely cope with that bullshit when it gets flung at me and I'm not dealing with all the additional stuff. *huge hugs* hopefully he was just overtired?

I admire your restraint, I get so angry when my kids act up that I end up screaming at them and feeling guilty for the next week.

[thereyougothen.livejournal.com]

it's not restraint. and i never feel guilty for the screaming ;)

sometimes i just realise that a softly spoken angry mummy is more effective than a screaming banshee mummy.

he's in his bed now.

i hope he stays there.

[cangetmad.livejournal.com]

Luck! But now you've made him comply once, he might not try it on again?

[thereyougothen.livejournal.com]

erm, just how long have you been a mother now?

he came up and apologised and asked for milk. then he asked TT to sleep with him becasue he was scared. so that didn't work. TT kicked him out of bed.

I believe each is in his own bed at the moment, but i don't really care. i think i might just go to bed myself.

[cangetmad.livejournal.com]

Ach, he'll at least remember that he's on a hiding to nothing and it'll be a shorter nightmare if he does it again. Or a different one, for variety. But most likely, not at all, since he's usually better than that.

[buzzy-bee.livejournal.com]

I'm not sure. My L gets yelled every time he jumps on me for a hug (rather than asking) and he still does it several times a day.

[charlosmum.livejournal.com]

Oh, dear. I hate bedtime drama and upset. Leaves me feeling wrung out and tearful -- can't imagine what it would be like to deal with it on top of the other things you've got on your plate. Hope tonight was the worst of it.

[eastofedin.livejournal.com]

He'll remember next time. He still might do it again of course but he'll remember. I'd have done exactly the same, except I'd have probably drop-kicked the Lego out the window on the basis of if it was more important than doing what he was told on the third or whatever repetition, the Lego would have to go. Probably...

...but by now, my kids know if I threaten something, I will do it if pushed far enough. I very rarely have to make any sort of threats these days, lol. Mean mommy. You stick to your guns. It gets through in the end.

[diarytypething.livejournal.com]

Sometimes I wonder if small children are secretly ruling the universe, but let grownups think they are in charge because it's so much easier to get other people to feed you and do your laundry. If they ever teamed up with cats we would be well and truly screwed.

Putting things Away when there is drama involving toys is always a good plan. When we were little, my sisters and I could always be shut up by the threat that a toy would be put away in the loft after the first couple of times when we saw that our dad was being serious about it (this was the one place that we had no hope of ever getting to, since it was a freestanding ladder instead of the pull-down kind, and we were all scared of going up it). The absolute nuclear threat, if we kept arguing, was that the offending toy would be given to Oxfam, and since our grandparents ran the local Oxfam shop we always took it seriously.