My camera is broken so I'm having to use my older camera to take pics right now. I haven't found the usb for it yet so I haven't had time to load new pics. I have to send my newer camera off to try and get it fixed with Kodak. I have so many other things on my mind right now though.
Do you ever feel as a parent that you just aren't good enough?
I have been experiencing these feelings for a while now. Seems like I just can't quite get it all right. I have no idea what happened to my older two over the summer but they got out of control. Don't get me wrong deep down they are great kids. When they're in public they are very respectful of others,polite and extremely kind. You always hear it's what they do in public that matters but I sure would like alittle of that at home too. Seems for the past few months it has been nothing but chaos around here. What I would give for alittle peace.
Constant fighting,picking,being disrespectful,talking back and I could go on and on. My oldest for some reason started and his younger brother of course wants to be just like him. I have tried everything I know of...they're on restrictions...I've taken things away..video games...they can't go anywhere..no one can come over here...earlier bedtime and nothing works. I am out of ideas.
When I get really exhausted and can't think straight I blame it on myself. Am I doing something wrong? Am I not what they need? Why can't I get them to behave and be kind to each other and others in this house? Most of all how do you stop the whining from an almost 8 year old? That is one of the most annoying things...when he doesn't get his way it leads to persistent whining and crying and literally pitching a fit. Is this normal? I can't help but feel like I should be doing something different but I can't figure out what it is.
Frustrated doesn't begin to explain how I feel right now.
Ever feel like you're just failing..like you're not doing a good job and they are just trying to tell you in their own way? I go through days and feel so alone at times. Hubby works extremely long hours and is rarely home. When he is he's either at baseball with boys or playing it himself. To say that I am solo on getting things accomplished is no understatement. That's exhausting in itself! When he comes home he tries to help but that help is automatic yelling and fighting. Funny thing is most of the time they don't listen when you speak in a regular voice. Heck..half the time they don't listen at all.
I feel like I can breathe alittle now...at least it's all off my chest. I suppose I feel alittle better....after all I can gripe..it is my blog,right?