I am completely overwhelmed with the relentless need to have stuff together. Book bags, bags for preschool, packed lunches, ballet shoes, swimming costumes. No matter how organised I try to be something is forgotten and it’s my fault and I end up charging around with whingeing kids and helpful suggestions from husband and end up blowing my top. I feel like I’m becoming this horrible shitty person to be honest and I dislike myself. Dd is now at ballet without ballet shoes. Feel absolutely hopeless.