Tried so hard to make this a good Christmas after the shit year we've had. Got up at 5:30 to open presents, morning walk, prepped lunch, ferried dc to and from their dads, got them back in time for lunch, cleared up. By which time dc are tired and emotional, shouting and fighting. Wouldn't switch off the games console and the tiredness of the day caught up with me and I shouted. Resulted in tears and hysterics because 'I'd ruined Christmas'. I can appreciate they are over tired by the day and kids don't appreciate the work and money that goes into making the day special. But I just feel guilty and disappointed now.
They've gone to bed happy at least. Please tell me I'm not the only one who has lost my shit at least once today...