I have 7 year old twins boys and a 3 year old daughter and I'm really struggling, I always have.
The twin pregnancy was hard, resulting in premature labour, a c section and twins in intensive care for a month.
I hated the baby stage, felt constantly stressed, harassed and knackered. Luckily they didn't go through the terrible twos and had a year of two of relative peace (although then had a baby).
Since the age of 4 the twins energy has multiplied at the rate of knots, they're now 7 and, predictably, days are full of wrestling, screaming, demanding food, not listening and generally poor behaviour. I'm at my wits end.
We have good structure and they get good sleep. We're ok at discipline, I mean, not the strictest but definitely not permissive and we hold them account with poor behaviour (or try) and have a reward system in place.
I can't cope though. With the noise and the relentlessness. The physicality. I'm just done.
I had a weekend to myself a few months ago and for the first time in years felt true peace and happiness. I thought before I was depressed, I've now realised it's the kids. I'm not depressed, I just HATE parenting. I love my kids and there are times when I feel happiness with them, but it's very few and far between these days. It's not my daughter, it's the boys.
Can anyone relate? Does it get easier? People always say "it gets harder" or "it doesn't get easier, just different". I'm yearning for it to get better!
AIBU to hate it?