I'm sitting here on the verge of tears after just putting my son to bed. We are on holiday. I'm a single parent & he is 3.
I am utterly exhausted & thought it'd be fun to get a cheap flight away for a week. It is not fun. I am stressed, tired & have nobody to 'mind' him while I go for a walk or whatever... He's just clambering on me & demanding that we 'have more fun' all day long & I'm missing my job, friends & home like mad!
I sound horrible. I'm really not. He's a gem & when we are at home we both have time to do our own thing - him at nursery/play dates, me unwinding with friends in the eve.... This is just intense! He never sees his dad so he & I are together a lot....
My boy wound me up this eve & I shouted at him & we both ended up in tears.
I should have learned my lesson after the last holiday.
I wish I wasn't single.
I wish I was at home.
Asked a few people to come away with us but nobody could.
I have put a lot of energy into making the last two days as fun as can be...another week to go...
Am I being unreasonable & a horrible mum? Probably.