I am not a very good disciplinarian. It is one of my weak points. As you know, I hate hurting people's feelings and having to punish the very people I am committed to love and protect is a hard thing for me. But even pushover like me can only be pushed so far. Today I was very, very cross.
Adam and Kate were acting like total and utter brats the whole day. In fact, not just today but for a while. We have name Kate Portia Gibbons because she behaves like a Mean Girl ALL THE TIME. I know I said I wouldn't label my kids but OMG!!! KATE = PORTIA GIBBONS PERSONIFIED!!!
Adam - well, Adam has been especially trying. When is not busy crying (ALL THE TIME), he is lashing out physically. Today I moaned at him for doing something wrong and he slammed the shower door. I was very cross. He was extremely apologetic about it, but I was CROSS.
However, the last straw came this afternoon when I was on the phone, trying to sort out a work crisis. Adam and Kate had yet another fight and Kate punched Adam on the nose. His nose started gushing blood. Beautiful.
I handled it extremely well - I started yelling at them so much that my face went red, saliva sprayed everywhere and my throat was raw. "YOU UNGRATEFUL, HORRIBLE, SELFISH BRATS, I AM SICK AND TIRED OF YOUR HORRIBLE BEHAVIOUR, THAT IS IT, YOU WILL NOW HAVE PUNISHMENT!!!!"
Punishment! I don't often haul out 'punishment'. In fact, I think I have done it only three times ever. 'Punishment' is being sent to your room and no TV for the rest of the night! A fate worse than death. In fact, they will choose a hiding over 'punishment'.
But 'punishment' it was. I was that cross. They really do behave like ungrateful, selfish, horrible brats sometimes.
And they know when they have crossed the line with me. They knew I was very cross. They stayed in their room (together. Yes I know, I should have put them in separate rooms, but even when I am cross, I am still a bit of a wuss) for the rest of the evening. Rose brought them some supper in the room. A while later I hear the door open and a light thud. And then the door close again. It was their supper plates that they put outside the door. Haha! Like prison.
When Marko got home from work they asked for juice but he said all they were allowed was dry bread and water as they were being punished. Kate told him that he wasn't allowed to punish her as she was already being punished. "And anyway Dad, you are not the policeman". Defiant, even while on death row!
I sort of made up when I said goodnight. I said we were friends again, but that I was still a bit cross with them. They wanted to know whether the TV ban was forever or whether they could watch tomorrow. I said it would be lifted tomorrow if they were good. I am not holding my breath.
Motherhood - not for the faint-hearted.
PS Max not much better. Temper tantrums starting already. And yesterday Max bit Kate on the cheek. God, my kids are like dogs. I obviously suck hugely at this parenting thing. Fuck.
PPS To the Parenting Police: Yes, I am sure I broke 17.5 Basic Parenting Rules in the incident above. I don't care. Keep it to yourself. If you think you can do it better, you are welcome to come over to my house and do it for me. You either help out or you shut the fuck up. The End.