Currently in the supermarket car park doing an evening emergency formula dash having a slight breakdown about my life choices. Let me say one thing before I say anything else - I love my children dearly. They really are the light of my life (cringe) and the best little people in the world.
However. I’m so sick of mum life.
I have 4 children, my eldest is 4 nearly 5, my youngest is 6 months. My husband and I are both self employed, but his work means he’s out of the house most days meanwhile I’m trying to work from home with the children.
2 eldest are at school/nursery. 2 youngest are at home with me 24/7.
I’m just so sick of it. I’m sick of the crying, there’s always someone crying.
Sick of the tantrums and screaming and bickering
Sick of the school run
Sick of having to lug 2-4 babies/children out with me everywhere I go, in and out of car seats and pushchairs even if it’s just to pop to the shop.
Sick of getting no sleep, I never get more than 2 hours in a row without someone waking up.
Sick of being needed ALL THE TIME
Sick of being pulled at and climbed on and touched all the time
Sick of being moaned at for every thing I do. It’s never enough or right!
Sick of having to put everyone above myself every minute of every day
Most of the people I went to school with don’t have kids yet, and I look at them and sometimes I’m so jealous. I see them going about their day, run into them in town and they’re so chill. They can do what they like. They don’t have to think of feed timings and bed time routines and babysitters and homework
I just want to be able to sit on the sofa without 3 children piling on me, pulling my hair and asking me a hundred questions a minute.
I want to watch a tv programme without having to tend to a crying baby every 10 minutes
I want to be able to go out of the house without taking most of the contents of it with me
I want to be able to have sex with my husband without it being a quickie or interrupted by children
I want to not be needed.
I know this was my life choice and I’m not looking for sympathy.
I do all the mum stuff and I do it well, we go out every day, we go to soft plays, playgroups, parks, days out. We do activities, we smile. People always compliment my coping with it all, but the reality is I’m not coping and I’m not enjoying it.
am I the only one who feels this way? Will it get better? I feel like I’m right back at the start again with the baby, and having 4 so young is SO draining and non stop, it’s like a conveyor belt of children who need something or are moaning about something one by one.
I don’t know what I want from this thread but I needed to vent. Please be kind and don’t comment if you’re going to make me feel like a terrible mother