Anonymous wrote:2 year old and 6 year old mom here. This week has just sucked the life out of me. Older kid is sick. 2 year old has roseola and literally will not sleep unless is is on a parent. Otherwise he just screams and cries. On top of this and their special needs which I am desperately trying to get diagnosed and managed, I often hate my life. I remember the woman I was before, who had time for dinners with friends, exercise, sleeping in, travel, trying new recipes. She had so much freedom, and she didn’t even know it. I don’t think she would recognize the haggard shrew I have become. I love my kids, but my god parenting them is so hard.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:DH and I, loved, loved, loved, every age, every stage of our children.
But, I was a great mom from morning till 6 pm and catered to my kids in every way so that they were super happy children. After 6 pm, I was actually very tired and absolutely done. I did not have the energy to do anything.
My DH was the evening guy. Super fun dad who adored being with the children and took care of dinner, bath, story time and cuddles. Kids slept around 9pm. He took care of everything in the evening. He would come home from work at 6 pm. He would take over and I would be in bed.
We let our kids sleep in late on weekends. And we outsourced every thing we could, even though we were middle class. We soon realized that without the cleaners, we would probably be divorced. We could not have managed if any one of us had to ever had to do relentless childcare like many of you do. We absolutely know our limits.
So sh$$$$$t days were majorly averted by design and we very much loved parenting. Of course, we did not have fun like we did in our single days. We socialized with other people with kids and served only Pizza and Taco Bell. Every outing was a kid-friendly outing, every destination was a kid-friendly destination, every weekend was attending birthday parties etc and it also meant that I became a SAH.
Does it become better? For sure. After a while, it becomes better. Then they have other problems.
It sounds like you won the husband lottery. Mine sucks a$$ (not OP).
Anonymous wrote:DH and I, loved, loved, loved, every age, every stage of our children.
But, I was a great mom from morning till 6 pm and catered to my kids in every way so that they were super happy children. After 6 pm, I was actually very tired and absolutely done. I did not have the energy to do anything.
My DH was the evening guy. Super fun dad who adored being with the children and took care of dinner, bath, story time and cuddles. Kids slept around 9pm. He took care of everything in the evening. He would come home from work at 6 pm. He would take over and I would be in bed.
We let our kids sleep in late on weekends. And we outsourced every thing we could, even though we were middle class. We soon realized that without the cleaners, we would probably be divorced. We could not have managed if any one of us had to ever had to do relentless childcare like many of you do. We absolutely know our limits.
So sh$$$$$t days were majorly averted by design and we very much loved parenting. Of course, we did not have fun like we did in our single days. We socialized with other people with kids and served only Pizza and Taco Bell. Every outing was a kid-friendly outing, every destination was a kid-friendly destination, every weekend was attending birthday parties etc and it also meant that I became a SAH.
Does it become better? For sure. After a while, it becomes better. Then they have other problems.