I have the most affectionate, caring, thoughtful, loving, stroppy, rude, hateful, inconsiderate and selfish 10 year old on the planet. It all depends which way her hormones are blowing that day. No, that minute! I am constantly walking on eggshells and tiptoeing around her, terrified of what her reaction will be, to the slightest thing. She is good as gold everywhere else, which is good, but comes home to me like and erupting volcano!
An example. This morning her sister ate the last yoghurt, which had been there days, and no-one had wanted. She saw her sister eating it, and knowing it was the last one, stomped to the fridge, screaming about how selfish her sister is eating the last yoghurt and proceeded to throw everything out of the fridge one by one on to the kitchen floor. She then stomped around the house a bit more before collapsing on the beanbag in floods of tears. Then demanded a lift to school ebcuase she had made herself late.
She came home a cuddle monster, polite, affectionate and caring. She wants to take money on ehr school trip, and I told her she needed to take her own, fearing the worst. And sher told me that was alright Mummy ebcause she knows I've spent a fortene n the trip. It's like Jekyl and Hyde, and the fact I can't predict which I'm gnna get at any given moment really makes it stressful! I'm sure it's hoermones, and I'll just have to ride the storm. Eventually it will settle down. I hope!