I hate myself sometimes. I have been Evil Bitch Mother from Hell again today. This morning Tamsin cried and said "I don't want you to be so grumpy, mummy" and I don't suppose she was too impressed this afternoon when I threatened to dump her dinner on her head if she didn't eat it.
Anyway, bad temper strengthens my resolve sometimes, and Isabelle pushed me too far this evening by biting me 5 times as she had her bedtime feed. She cried and cried after I stopped feeding her but enough is enough. That's it. No more feeding in the night - cold turkey. I am taking up a cup of water for her and some Calpol in case it gets desperate. I cannot go on being woken this often and it having this horrible effect on my mood all day long due to tiredness. Wish me luck!
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Oh, Joanna, I'll wish you all the luck in the world. Btdt - biting is why Big was weaned at a year old, and I cried through many of her later feeds (don't remember when she nightweaned, but it was pretty early, and self motivated).
def wish you luck. I am starting to feel a bit militant re night feeds too. BB also well, not bites, but sort of crunches at night when half asleep.
Oh (((((hugs))))) Joanna. You're certainly not the only one to yell at her kids 'irrationally' (in inverted commas because it's not really irrational when you think of all you're doing!) and definitely not the only one to feel like a demon because of it. Good luck with the night-times.
Clare
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