This is going to be a long post, it's pretty much a howl into the void really. It comes with the hope that someone will be able to help.
I'm really struggling as a parent. Really. I love my children but I struggle daily with the realities of life. So, my routine is this: my husband and older child leave for school and work respectively. After getting my son breakfast and his lunch packed and sorting out his clothes (he gets himself ready), I wander around until they are gone. Depending on my daughter's mood, she is up and then I feed her breakfast too (she's a baby). After that, once they have left, and it is time for my daughter's morning nap, I get back into bed with her (I bed share without pillows or blankets and no one else is in the bed with us). I spend the rest of the morning there, nursing and sleeping, on my phone etc etc. My house is a mess, my to-do list is so wrong and I'm losing out on all the opportunities that well meaning friends are throwing me. My dream is to write and unbelievably, I've actually had some starter opportunities but I'm squandering them. I stay in bed and I nurse and oh yes, I eat. I eat anything that there is to eat. I binge eat, comfort eat, go out shopping and blow my budget on Nutella (none of this is an exaggeration, it's my daily reality) and every day I think that today is going to be my last...it never is. My child comes back with another mum or I go and pick him up depending on the day. I look like a bit of a mess even though I have a top-of-the-range pram. Haha. We have lunch in some form. I might make sandwiches or give my son leftovers. Sometimes I'll give some home cooked food to my daughter or I'll give her something brought from a store. And so it goes, when it's nap time, I get back into bed and stay there. My son watches documentaries on Netflix or he will nap too.
In the afternoon, the rush is on, to make everything look like a normal day to my husband. I clean a bit,cook, run a comb through my hair. My son sits down for homework. We live in a country without homework so these activities do come from home. Surprisingly my son can read quite a bit now and add up and stuff. He could have done more had I done more. He has so much potential and he's such a lovely soul. I'm ruining him...
So that's a typical day. At other times, we go out for one of my son's activities or to meet a friend (I'm always surprised that I still have friends and that I haven't been caught out yet). On those days, I binge casually, a snickers here, a twix there, a donut here and there, pit aro at Starbucks. At times I've even taken my son to McDonald's for lunch...
I can't carry on like this. I need routines, my children need routines and I need help too. I believe I might be depressed but I've always been like this, it's just that I've acquired children along the way (three degrees, lots of jobs- in my former life before becoming an expat in a non-English speaking country, I was an English teacher - one marriage, two children but don't ask me how).
How do people do things? How do you motivate yourself to live your life? How do you talk yourself out of a dark cloud? Something heavy sits on me allllll (haha English teacher!) the time. I always say to myself "not today, tomorrow". How do you stop that?
I'm ruining my kids. My daughter is nine and a half months and still can't crawl. She's also tiny. Just barely 7 kg. That's definitely my fault for not doing enough for her.
I'm just really really scared that not only have I killed my own life dead in the water but that my inability to live is going to waste my children's potential too.
If you could share your routines and schedules and the way you talk yourselves around that would be of immense help.
TiA!