I had a really bad parenting day.

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Last week, we had a really bad day. I had a bad parenting day. We all seemed to have woken up in bad moods, and both the children, in their own ways, were not their usual selves. Small Boy had more tantrums that he usually does and Big Girl was whiny, and seemed to have decided that listening and co-operating were two things she was going to opt out of that day. I think I may have asked for shoes to be put on, teeth brushed, hands washed for lunch, the usual humdrum stuff, at least ten times, each before they were actually actioned, either with huge sighs and moans from one or tears and hurling himself on the floor, by the other.

We managed shoe shopping with Grandma, with my sanity just about in tact, but only just.

I don’t think I handled the day very well, and instead of trying to take some positive action, and help lift our moods, (I probably should have sent us all to bed for a nap too, frankly, we could have all done with one) I got grumpier and grumpier and felt more and more resentful that my children were just not being as I expected them to be, and I have no excuse, other than being very tired, and with some personal family issues on my mind, that had made the previous week a bit more stressful than usual. The day was spent with me trying to do things round the house, or spend time with the chidlren, and keep them amused and entertained, all the while, praying for bedtime to come!

Eventually, at 5:30pm I lost all traces of my cool and to my shame, yelled, and stamped my feet. An incident involving ice cream sprinkles all over the kitchen floor, and a potty of wee being tipped on the carpet, finally sent me over the edge, and I sent both children upstairs to get ready for bed. (they had eaten supper)

This of course resulted in a mammoth melt down from both children. Big Girl, indignant and horrified at being told to get ready for bed at 5:30pm (she can tell the time) and uttering phrases like “it’s not fair, you’re mean, you don’t love me anymore” and Small Boy because adding another meltdown, was just what was required.

I was on my own, LSH was out for the evening. I was tired, I had a sore head, and I also wanted to have a tantrum and cry. I managed to bundle both childdren up the stairs and got them ready for bed. We all ended up in our bed, huddled together, the children in that “post crying fit” sniffling stage, and me trying not to join them in tears. I really had not handled the day well, with the increasing grumps that were taking over all of us. I let my emotions and the adult issues, take over, and I was so busy being grumpy and justifiying why I was in a bad mood, that I failed to help my chidlren handle themselves better. I should have given myself a time out, and a shake, becasue really, that’s what I needed. I did apologise to both of them, for not having a good day, and for loosing my temper and yelling, and thankfully, we all went to bed feeling a bit better and on a more loving note.

This parenting thing is hard. Being responsible for the lives, emotional and physical of two small human beings is HARD. Making mistakes, realising them and then trying to do better is HARD. I don’t think it gets easier, but I do know we learn as we go, and that if we try not to make the same mistakes and we learn from where we’ve gone wrong, we can be more like the parents we want to be. I hate it when I have bad days like that, the guilt and anxiety that I feel can be overwhelming sometimes. I know I am not perfect, I know my children can see that, but I want to do the best job I can, and sometimes I don’t manage it.

What do you do, when you have had a rotten day, and you feel you haven’t parented well?

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5 comments on “I had a really bad parenting day.
  1. Ian Bishop says:

    Don’t take it to heart. Parenting is hard and we all have bad days. Every parent knows how you felt. You should have been in McDonald’s with me a couple of days ago if you think your two had a melt down. The little girl had one the sort of which I have never seen before. He parents and grandparents just couldn’t do anything with her and they did try šŸ™‚ Remember the old saying. Life is hard sometimes but if it doesn’t kill you it makes you stronger šŸ™‚ šŸ™‚

  2. motherofmadcatsandbabies says:

    Thanks Dad! šŸ™‚ There’s nothing worse than a public meltdown, I know that much!

  3. I hate days like that! My main thing is always to get everyone out of the house – a bit of fresh air and exercise always calms everyone down and makes everyone feel better.
    Sarah MumofThree World recently posted…Running with the kids

  4. Pinkoddy says:

    That is why if I can I nap. Well done doing shop shopping when tired too. When I get all grumpy and shouty at my kids I tell them I’m sorry when I’ve calmed down.
    #PoCoLo
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  5. Emma T says:

    Thankfully I’ve only got one to deal with, but I tend to try and ignore him when he is playing up. It must be in the air though, as I’ve had a nightmare this evening with him sleeping late, flipping when I woke him, not wanting to eat, writhing on the floor etc.
    Emma T recently posted…Scared toddlers

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