Adam

I dread putting Adam to bed these days or even getting him ready in the mornings.

He fights me every step of the way.  On top of that, he hardly ever cuddles me or kisses me anymore and that hurts so much I could cry every day over it.  Up until he turned 3 he was the sweetest, most loving little boy ever.  He was always cuddling up to me, kissing me and smiling and laughing.  These days it's a totally different story.  He's even violent.  If he doesn't get his own way, he'll lash out on whatever or whoever is nearest at the time.  He's doing it in school too and that's getting to be embarrassing especially when Graham goes to pick him up.  And it's hardly surprising that out of the 34 children in his class, only 2 of those children's parents talk to me when you think about what Adam gets up to in school.  I feel like he's already being labelled as the kid that the others shouldn't play with.  I never thought in a million years that Adam would be that child.