Dd and ds have been pretty much driving me round the pissing bend this week.
It's only Tuesday and I want to smash my head against a brick wall cry already.
Just walked downstairs after being upstairs for 5 mins and they have both grabbed handfuls of cat litter and thrown it all around the kitchen and dining room! Why? Why?
So after the whinging, screaming, fighting, crying, whinging etc now this!
Ive just shouted really bloody loud and put them in their rooms, told them it's a sandwich for dinner and bed right after. I'm not reading a story, I'm not letting them see their grandparents (my parents come after work to see the kids everyday) and they are done for the night. 5pm bedtime and they can have their iPads in bed and that's that.
I've just had a break fag and now feel guilty :(
Aibu? 5pm bedtime? Sandwich for dinner? I feel mean.