I have three kids, all primary, all with some sort of SEN, ranging from ASD, to ADD, hypermobility, bit of deafness, terrible working memory, dyspraxia, dyslexia, and sensory issues and anxiety.
I hold it together fairly well I think, but tonight I’ve lost the run of the place. Child #3 has attention issues and is v anxious and demand avoidant. He also is incredibly messy. He’s not deliberately naughty, he just constantly picks things up and moves them. I’m trying to keep on top of the house and my DH has complained that he doesn’t have a clean shirt for the morning. I said they’re in the dryer and he said no they’re not, and I discovered child 3 had gone looking for underpants as he had weed in his others and decided he wanted a warm pair and dragged everything out of the dryer onto the floor of the utility room, where there were already other clean clothes waiting to be folded and put away (by me.)
So husband complains. I find him a shirt, and then discover child 1 has wet the bed. And the duvet. No other clean sheets available as I’m behind with the laundry after other accidents last week, including one where child 1 had hidden some pooey pants in the laundry and then everything that was washed, also smelled of poo so I had to wash it all again, and clean the washer and dryer.
Child 2 is thankfully dry but can’t really get dressed by himself and god love him, he’s tried, but he’s discarded every item he found that had a “tricky” fastening.
I had another look for clean sheets for the wet bed and found three pooey pull ups in the bottom of the airing cupboard. 
I’ve now put child 1 to bed in a sleeping bag, so at least he’s clean and dry and warm whilst i sort everything else out. They are mercifully asleep and husband is locked in his office still working.
I am so bloody sick of the laundry, and picking up after everyone. 