Don't know where to post this so hope it's ok here.
DC3 is 2 and I feel so old (43) and so trapped and there's so long to go until it gets any better.
I stayed at home for a while and hated it, so went back to work.
The toddler is tired from nursery but still doesn't sleep at night.... No one has any patience and the older two (7&9) fight and fight. I hate hanging out as a family, it's such a juggle and so draining to be mediator all the time.
honestly it's awful awful to say this but I wish I hadn't had DC3. Its all too much. If they weren't here maybe we'd be be better able to pay more attention to the first two, they might not fight so much and I could follow my career without it draining everyone else and without me feeling so guilty and trapped.
i thought it would only be the baby years that would be hard but I now see it will always feel like this... It will never be easy. I'll always have one DC following five years behind where I wish I was, and the older two will hate each other as adults because we can't manage their relationship now and the youngest will have ancient parents. It was such a selfish decision to have them.
now I will add that I absolutely love DC3. They are wonderful. And I care for and nurture them and all the rest and we all love them .... I just feel all the above too and I thought these feelings would go away but they haven't.