I have 3 DD’s 15, 13 and 10. I love them to absolute pieces and they are in whole amazing kids but I’m losing the love for parenting them and finding joy in the everyday routines and tasks as I once did
Obviously they were all very little at the same time but I don’t remember it being hard just fun, loving and magical, Sunday mornings with its pancakes and the smell of freshly washed shampoo, endless dance shows in Disney princess dances, crafting with all the glitter and not caring where it went, rosy cheeks and welly’s, homemade Halloween costumes and birthday decorations, little hands in yours to cross the road or even when they felt a bit unsure, the list is just absolutely endless.
I was just lying here giving myself a hard time as I don’t make the big two girls their breakfast in the morning but then I remembered that I tried for months to be met with roll of the eyes “I don’t eat in the morning, it makes me feel sick” “mum why are you so extra”...
I’m met with resistance as such in nearly every moment, from stand offs a meal times because food isn’t ethically farmed, organically sourced, rolls of the eyes constantly in conversation about how politically incorrect I am (last time because I referred to someone’s brother and I’d instantly misgenderd them)
Spending most evenings ferrying them to clubs, friends houses, sports practice spending most of our earnings on said hobbies to be told that they are so hard done by and their friends get everything they get and more, we also have the “such in such’s house is AMAZING” their bedroom is the size of our entire downstairs...
They come in, bags are dumped, straight upstairs to their room and don’t come back down until they want food or the WIFI has dropped...
I get that they are growing up and it’s mostly typical teenage behaviour but it all just feels like such hard work compared to the simpler younger years and I sometimes feel completely redundant and useless.
I wondered if anyone else felt the same?