I love my children more than life itself, I really, truly do. But I didnt have them to raise them alone, and when I was younger I certainly didnt see myself ending up a single mother on benefits in a council flat.
ExP left, or should I say I threw him last year, and on the whole I would say I have coped well, but somedays,like today, I just want to throw in the towel and scream I CANT DO THIS ANYMORE!
I have 2DCs under 5 who are wonderful and beautiful but boy they would test the patience of a saint!
I try and do my best for them, but Im just so bloody tired, tired of my DS being so angry and demanding, tired of not eating dinner til 9pm cos one or both of them just wont bloody sleep, tired of screeching at the top of my voice cos theyre fighting yet again, tired of the relentless washing/cleaning/cooking/reading/school run/nursery run that I do alone each and every single day. I cant help but feel bloody bitter towards ExP who has none of this responsibility, he has them EOW Sat am - Sun pm, gets to do the fun stuff with them and drops them back.
Surely Im not the only one who feels like this?