I have reached my limit. I cannot take anymore.
I have no Christmas spirit or excitement, I have 12 people eating Christmas dinner here tomorrow and it's turned into a mammoth task.
DH is working all over Christmas.
The DC, as much as I love them, have driven me to the brink these past few days, DS has hit the terrible two and DD has hit what can only be described as the f*cking fours. Between them they have run me into the ground and by 5pm yesterday I was in tears and ready to give up.
I am sleep deprived as DS is a rubbish sleeper and I have had so much rushing through my brain that I keep waking up in the night and laying there for ages.
DS started whining at 5am and it seems I have already reached my limit today. I'm exhausted, emotionally and physically. I've had a rather emotionally and painful few weeks which hasn't helped.
AIBU to put a DVD on for the DC, lock myself in the toilet with the chocolate biscuits, scoff the lot and have a good cry whilst doing so?