DS is my first and only child.
I love him dearly, love spending time with him and would not be without him. I miss him when he isn't with me.
HOWEVER, before DS I used to have my shit together. Meals were planned, there was always adequate toilet roll and a spare toothpaste in the cupboard. My house was regularly (if not regimentally) cleaned. And it was organised. Paperwork filed and odd jobs got done in a resonable amount of time.
I am no longer able to do any of this it appears, and the lack of organisation in my life is driving me mad. I don't have the time or the energy, and there is so much chaos that I wouldnt know where to start.
I work part time and am clinging to the fact that when DS turns 4 (August baby) he will go to school, and 2 days per week I will have the entire school day to do chores/admin/run errands/odd bits of DIY etc.
Am I sad? Or mean for wishing DS's life away. I feel so guilty!