With a pointed finger thrust towards the door he shouts 'NO! Go away Mum. I want daddy, you're not my daddy'
My heart shatters and so our day begins.
We have seen some really positive improvements in the Young Man's behaviour over the past few months. Implementing some of these strategies has been wildly beneficial for all inhabitants of The Beetle Shack but there is one thing that always holds us back. It's always the same- Lack of Dadda time. Whenever Dave needs to leave for work before we rise and comes home moments before the kids need to go to bed, things go pear shaped. Zephie loves his Dadda and is most defiantly one of those kids that thrives being around 'men' doing 'manly' things so when Dave's absence is notable, his behaviour becomes aggressive and unmanageable.
Today was the third day in a row that Dave left before we woke and it was not pretty, not at all. Today more than ever I need to read back over a few parenting books and regain my focus, because I've gotta say- all this instability is making me, well... unstable.