It is a plague. And it does not attack parents alone. Kids suffer it too.
The child and I have had a disruptive two days. She has been clingy and sullen. The two locations, a party in her classroom, and a pool party of a friend's son. I was not at all warm and accepting of this strange behaviour. I am generally calm and patient when she is not herself but not yesterday, and not today. I was sharp tongued, and annoyed. Ofcourse she took it badly.
I am dreaming of a strange fortress type place that I am wandering in, although I have a train to catch. That was the element of panic and suspense in my afternoon nap.
"There was a reason mummy, that is why I did not jump into the pool or play with the children."
I dont know if I caught that train. I tried to slip back into the dream by saying, "its okay if you were clingy." She was already deep into the dissection.
"See, you carried my costume but not my floaters. The children were big, and they were jumping all over the place, and I dont even know them.......And you know the party dress I wore yesterday, it was itchy and ......"
It was a very long analysis and was pretty convincing at that blurry time.
The point at which I woke up was when I asked, "and why were you clingy?" A wicked smile emerged,"Oh that was because you were being mean."