I have 13 month old twins, and a 5 year old. I'm normally a very practical person and if you saw me out you wouldn't think twice about how I was coping etc but I absolutely hate my life at the moment. Specifically:
- My older child constantly hearing "No", "Wait", "In a minute" etc.
- Mental comparisons that I can't stop making between my twins - is my son neurodiverse? Lazy? Bit of an asshole? Just different to his sisters? Fucked if I know.
- How much more I have to do. More carrying, more wiping shit, more pushing of a heavier pram, more cleaning the floor after meals, more thinking about who needs what when. I didn't want three kids.
- Statistics working against me - want a lie in / easy day / whatever else? There's just more chance one of the kids will fuck it up.
- Having to work much harder to do ordinary things, like go to a play club or the park or a cafe or the library, because one of the fuckers will cry or poo and then (because I can't leave the other unsupervised) we'll have to go.
- Inability to take public transport because I can never get on the first bus or two, because there's no space for a double pram.
- Far more thinking about whether where we're going is escape-proof, do I know anyone who can keep an eye on one for a minute etc.
- Fewer invitations to play dates.
- How much harder it is to spend quality time with them - again, it's a matter of minutes before the other cries/whines/shits.
DH does his share, I work PT, we have some childcare. It's not enough. I hate my kids and my life.