I feel like a fucking shit mother for feeling like this and even worse for screaming it to me kids in a moment of utter despair.
You'd think they're young babies and toddlers but no they're not. They're 10,9, 5. They were horrendous as babies. I shudder thinking about those days and what I went through.
Right now, they do nothing but watch TV, make mess, constantly fight, eat junk and follow me around everywhere.
I go into a room to make a zoom call and they are banging on the door when Ive already told them I'm in a meeting. It won't be long, just a quick 15 minutes that's all I ask but even that's too much for them.
The sound of constant bickering is driving me insane, the incessant whiny call of mummy every 5 minutes makes me what to scream.
I can't get a moment of peace. I'm on my own, juggling then and working from home and I'm exhausted by lunchtime.
It's getting me so so down. I don't enjoy being with them anymore. I just want to run away and massively regret having them.
This isn't just because it's the school hols. It's like this all the time. I've got them booked on clubs from next week and they have been whining about that since the start of the hols.
I feel like a shit mum, like where did I fucking go wrong with this.