Full time demanding job, 2 DD (6&8), husband self employed in the middle of a diagnosis as his heart seems to be playing up (in and out of hospital) started in the middle of a new income protection application, I have pressure in my eyes from the puff test at the opticians so have to go back for another test, have to do everything because all husband can do is rest, do his accounts, got a parking fine today because NCP for some reason hasn't billed me for my season ticket like they normally do , found out that a phone i returned to the shop as I found a better deal hasn't been recorded and they are chasing me for the money and now they are saying they cant find the phone, two dogs driving me crazy- once of them has a collapsed larynx so drives me mad with his breathing noise and today the other one chewed my shoes, summer holidays- asked DH to sort a week of childcare but he 'forgot', DD starting a new school in September, probably cant go on holiday because of husbands condition, DD constantly fighting each other and wont leave me alone or go to bed when asked.
I feel like crying. Today I exploded at my DD6 as despite me taking her for a knickerbocker glory after holiday camp as a treat as they moan about holiday camp all the time (she ran off in the car park beforehand and then said she 'didnt want to listen' when i told her off), I found them both stealing chocolate out of the garage (which i had removed from the kitchen because they did it before) whilst i was making their dinner, DD6 refused to spit it out or say sorry. My mother in law says they need counselling as they have alot on their minds. I just cant cope with their behaviour on top of everything and its like they play up to make things worse. Nothing is ever enjoyable with them its just stress as something will be wrong such as their finger will hurt or their eye will feel funny either that or they are fighting. I feel like the worst mother ever constantly.
I don't have any support really. I burst into tears on my DM and she said 'its so hard for me to see you like this'. She took the girls for a day and then returned them 2 hours early and said I wasnt grateful enough (i had to rush back from the supermarket to come and get them from her).
Any advice from anyone please? or reassurance? If not, just thank you for letting me rant.