| Posted: 12 December 2006 at 3:50pm | IP Logged
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Hi to everyone,
I'm a new member and at my wits end at the moment. I am a mum of 2 girls, aged 15 and 6, plus I am pregnant with the 3rd due in July.
I have been having some trouble with my eldest daughter for roughly a year. She lies non-stop and it's got to the stage that I can't believe a word that comes out of her mouth. That I could deal with but on 2 occasions she has got violent with me. The first time she hit me the once and than went into school a week later refusing to come home. She wanted to live with her gran, who lets her get away with absolute murder and allows her to do as she pleases. She told the school I lock her in her bedroom and bully her, there has never even been a lock on her bedroom door! On that first occasion she agreed to stay with her dad (who she has little contact with ~ apart from when it suits her) she then climbed out of the window and arrived at her gran's around midnight. Things settled down, I got her back home that night and I thought things were running along smoothly until just over a week ago.
Everything has escalated from a small and stupid arguement, which boiled down to her lying yet again. A few days before everything started up again I spotted some knives up in her bedroom. Not knives as in weapons, but my cutlery knives. I asked her for my knives and she told me she didn't have them. I went on to ask her to look for them as I knew they were up there, this was on the saturday evening. No knives were brought back down and she stayed up in her room. I asked her again on the sunday for these knives. She huffed, puffed and stomped back upstairs. When she popped out to the shop for 10 minutes I went back up to check they were still there, which they were. She returned, I asked yet again for these knives to be brought back down and told her if she didn't bring them down within the hour then I would go in the next day and look. To cut a long story short, the knives were never brought down and when I went into her room the next day they were no longer in her wardrobe.
She came home from school and again I asked her where the knives were, with plenty of attitude she told me 'I don't have your knives!' By now I was completely and utterly fuming, I had seen the knives up there just the day before and knew she had mover or removed them. I repeated again that I wanted the knives brought downstairs and that was when she blew.
She pounced from the stairs onto me, I didn't see the first punches coming and certainly wasn't expecting the attack. Her younger sister was in the room and witnessed this, she was hysterical crying and the elder just would not get off me. She was punching and had her hands wrapped in my hair. I eventually got her off me, she told me she hated living with me and we agreed she'd go to her father's. After she had gone I realised I had a lump/bruise above my right eye and a bruise on my jawline, by my ear, on the left. My arms were covered in bruises and I had a coulple of scrams too. If it had been 1 hit and she's have realised what she'd done maybe I could find it more forgivable, but she didn't.
The next day the school rang me and said she had been in the office upset. She'd told them I'd thrown her out and there was no room for her at her dad's. I explained to the school that she'd hit me and not for the first time, and that they needed to speak to her dad. next thing I knew social services were on the phone and have been nearly every day since.
They want me to have her living back here and I have told them I cannot do that while her behaviour is violent and unpredicable. If this was a partner behaving in this way then they would encourage me not to have an unstable and unsettled home life for my children. So why is it that my 15 year old daughter, that is bigger than me, is allowed to be violent? She has hit her younger sibling on several occasions and with being pregnant I am just not prepared to put up with her violent outbursts.
I am worried with social services getting involved that this will end up involving my younger child and to be honest I do not really want to associate with social services. I find families that truly need them are given no help and families that look after their children to a good level are hounded by them. Social services send one huge shiver down my spine. I don't know what her or her father are saying to them, he must be wanting her to leave soon, or they'd leave them be. When i spoke to him the night it all happened he was happy for her to stay with him, but it looks like he's changed his mind now.
I'm wondering if anyone on these forums has been through anything similar, any advice will be greatly appreciated.
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