Only have one. One year old DC. Won't be having anymore.
I thought I was prepared. Waited until financially secure etc etc. Wasn't expecting rainbows and butterflies every day but omg it's relentless.
I found first six months relatively straightforward and thought i had it nailed but then they became more mobile, I went back to work full time and it's been downhill from there.
I feel sidelined at work, can't keep up with everyone's enthusiasm as I just don't really give a shit anymore. I'm there to get paid. I do condensed hours. Can't do less hours at mo, not financially viable.
I have no family nearby although one family member does come up every six weeks to help out for few days. I find myself counting down to their arrival and I'm desperate for them to move here.
This week - another nursery bug. Spent first half of week clearing up mounds of vomit from car, bed, stairs. Then baby gets better and I get it. Whole of Friday was in the bathroom, horrendous vomiting and diarrhea for 24 hours, even shat myself in bed as pelvic floor isnt what it used to be. So undignified.
Dh does his fair share, I cant complain there but hes also exhausted. He Came back from work early Friday as I couldn't physically do anything. Luckily he seems immune to the bugs and only gets them mildly.
Every day just feels like a battle with no respite. We can't wait until DC goes to sleep or has a nap so we can have some headspace. We go to bed each day by 8pm as no energy for anything after work, chores, childcare.
I've heard it might get easier when they're 3 or 4? Please tell me it does
Am I just crap at this or does everyone find it hard? I've stopped following mummy bloggers that I followed initially for tips as I can't stand their cutesy kid posts