Anonymous wrote:Hate it all.
I hate the planning, the shopping, the cooking, the cleaning up (even when my husbands cleans up, I still have to finish all the stuff he missed)
I hate how my husband can do what he wants with his time, but my evening has to revolve around dinner. I cannot do what I want, I have to be ready to make dinner around the kids activities. I finally have one night I make a crockpot meal so I can get to the pool, but I still have to plan it and get up early to make it.
I hate how when I am injured, it takes longer to heal, because I cannot fully rest my back, neck, arm, hip - whatever, because I have to bend and lift and go up and down stairs (to get pantry items) to cook every day.
There are nights when I realize the rest of my family is relaxing and I a cooking, that I sit on the floor and cry for a few minutes, and then carry on.
So yep, I hate it.
That does not sound equitable.