We've been away for half term, staying with family and as if that wasn't stressful enough, we brought the ILs with us too (DH's bright idea).
All week I have done the lion's share of meal planning and cooking for everyone. I've also been the default person for knowing where everyone's shoes, coats, iPads, phone chargers, sunglasses, hairbrush, toothpaste, etc is. Every morning I'm the person who everyone asks: what's the plan for today? The plan usually involving me having to suck up some awful loud place for the children's sake. Or doing something boring that the older members of our group could cope with.
The other day I really fancied having lunch in a little café followed by a stroll round the town. But MIL got in such a flap about the food prices in the café (even though she wasn't paying) that it sent DH into some anxious automated good son response and so we ended up having miserable supermarket bought sandwiches on a bench in the howling wind.
We got back yesterday and today I've spent the whole morning in bed and I genuinely feel like if a single person tries to speak to me, my head will explode. I can hear downstairs that DH is on FaceTime to his mum for the third time today already.
What is this? Is it just people burn out? I honestly feel exhausted and like I could cry!