Mum to a lovely toddler who I adore the bones of, and heavily pregnant with his sibling.
DS is teething, grumpy and we had a nappy explosion tonight whilst I was in the middle of doing the dishes (up his back, through his clothes, everywhere) which resulted in an impromptu bath and clean up operation.
Bath then resulted in a flooded bathroom and my dressing gown and fresh PJs soaked through as he kicked screamed and wailed in protest because he didn't want a wash. Cue me sorting him out and getting myself changed, mopping up etc then sitting down for a minute out of breath.
While this is going on my friend who messages non stop was trying to get my attention on WhatsApp to show me some news article about politics she was having a rant about. When I finally responded i politely explained I was a bit tired and stressed (and why) so I'd look at the link tomorrow. Smiley face at the end so I wasn't being blunt.
I was then given a moody response about how I shouldn't be stressy about my DS because he's just learning and discovering the world and kids aren't that stressful.
Parenthood as wonderful as it is is extremely testing at times and I can do without people with no clue thinking they'd handle it better.
AIBU to think I'm allowed to feel a bit exasperated from time to time without being made to feel like a shit mum. I'm only human.