I've recently took kinship over two children for various reasons.
I've always been surrounded by younger members of the family but now I'm the one in charge/breadwinner/house slave/parent life is just SO different.
I'm doing the right thing by taking on these wonderful children and there are pros mainly including laughing and unconditional love.
However life is becoming a slug. I was woken up early as the youngest wanted attention, I cleaned the kitchen to high perfection, sorted out bills, caught up on emails, did the laundry and other repetitive tasks. By the time I had got onto laundry the kitchen looked like I didn't clean for a week.. sink filled, crumbs on the side, spilt drink on the counter, empty cereal box left in the cupboard etc etc. I asked the 16 year old to take the rubbish out, which she seemed happily to do but left a little trail which she must of walked past to go back to her pitt. Nobody either seemed to notice that there wasn't a bin bag in the bin which ended up needing to be bleached.
I never thought I'd be a nag or a kill joy. Gosh the next time I see my mum I'm going to thank her and apologise for my attitude as a teen as she was right.
Kind of in a joking way I've told my partner (we don't live together) tonight that I can't do this for another 18 years if we were to have biological children. Tonight I was tempted to drive over to my friend's house to just eat crap food (as all the treats I bought three days ago have been gobbled and the remains left in the cupboard/fridge/table), watch a series on Netflix and turn up again half way next week whenever I feel like but I have responsibilities and can't.
I'm exhausted but at 1am this is the first time I've been able to chill. I'm not struggling or heading towards a breakdown so this isn't a serious thread. More of a AIBU not want responsibilities for at least the next 18 years.