Am I a terrible mom? I try to stay on top of things. I want my kid to eat well and get enough sleep and say please and thank you. I want her to be smart and capable and independent and well-behaved. And so far I have failed at all but the part about her being smart (assed) and independednt (3 going on 13).
In trying to come to terms with just how to handle this problem of Lila being the sassiest little bitch on earth (yeah, I said it), the only thing I can come up with is that I am just too fucking tired to discipline her EVERY SINGLE TIME (which would literally be about 3 times per minute) that she does something that pisses me off.
My kid yells at me. She throws things and she refuses to eat. Then she throws a huge asshole fit about the fact that she doesn't get any snacks because she refused to eat what I put in front of her (No, I don't give in and she still does not GET it). She refuses to poop on the toilet still and when I refused to buy any more pull ups, she held it for 4 days until it was so painful for her (even with the laxative) that she will probably never want to shit on the toilet again (thanks to the doctor for that award-winning advice). She acts like an animal when we go to a store. She manipulates me by crying and telling me she hates me (remind you, she is not a teenager - she's 3).
In between the 3 minute hugs and the 2 and a half moments of happiness is all this SHIT.
I am at my wits end. And all I can do is blog about it.