21:31 I feel you! So trapped! I’d be on the first plane out of my suburban white picket fence prison if I could. But I love my kid too much

1. Zero minutes of me time every day. I’m an introvert and need my quiet time... has resulted in me not taking care of myself

2. Balancing career and kid...one person had to lean in (DH) and one lean out (me). I’ve always been very career minded but I’m the one stuck with all drop offs, pick ups, sick days, gym class, birthday parties. I went from top work performer to phoning it in... while DH works over drive to pay for all the niceities of a high COL existence.

I’ve given up job opportunities from recruiters simply because I’d saycare hours. I love my kids but compromise sucks.

I'm an introvert and I need more alone time. Toward the end of the day, when I've been touched and talked to and needed so much, I just want to get away so bad.

1. The screaming and tantrums
2. Having to make arrangements to leave my house on my own
3. Being stuck with my husband for life because of the kids
4. Stretch marks on my stomach
5. Having to associate with other moms
6. Feeling trapped

Anonymous wrote:This sounds so petty after the much more serious and awful experiences above, but the constant neediness and touching is really tough for me. If they are awake, I’m always carrying someone or being used as a jungle gym.

I get this. Even though I have now been to hell and back with a teenager, I still remember how awful it felt to have a baby just constanly ON me all.day.long.

DH having a sex drive and me having none, but he gets cranky without it so we have to schedule some.

Feeling guilty about enjoying work and not spending every moment with the 3rd baby, then thinking about work if I’m spending extra time with the baby.

Weird worries like what if the apocalypse happened and I couldn’t keep my kids alive in the aftermath. Or aliens invade and eat humans like cattle, but having to protect my kids. Basically any fantasy scenario where I’d have no control over the health and well being of my kids...

Anonymous wrote:Other parents of young children. I find them all insufferable know-it-alls.

This.

Other parents of young children. I find them all insufferable know-it-alls.

Anonymous wrote:Raising my children alone after we all watched my husband die of cancer.

I’m so sorry.

For me, it’s watching my children parent their own children and being treated like I don’t know anything because I’m the grandmother. It’s lonely.

The worry that comes with raising teenagers. It was so much easier when they were younger.