B
Bunny
Guest
So, difficult child is throwing a fit last night because I asked him to empty the dishwasher. OMG, you would have thought that I had asked the kid to commit ritual suicide the way he was reacting. So he on a path to a total meltdown for 40 minutes, yelling at me, following me around the house when I tried to walk away from him, threatening to kill himself if I didn't give him back his video games, and where is husband?? Sitting in the basement, listening to the whole thing while surfing the net. I had to ask him to come up and help me, which he did. As soon as husband stepped in difficult child walked away from me. So, husband goes back down to the basement and I go down and ask him why I have to ASK for help when he can clearly hear that things are spinning out of control? His answer? He didn't know that I needed him.
I mean, really, am I asking for too much? For him to step in without having to ask for help? And why do I always have to ask? Why can't he just step up to the plate and be the parent that he's supposed to be? Why does parenting for the father get to be a choice and for me it's a responsibility?
Pam
I mean, really, am I asking for too much? For him to step in without having to ask for help? And why do I always have to ask? Why can't he just step up to the plate and be the parent that he's supposed to be? Why does parenting for the father get to be a choice and for me it's a responsibility?
Pam