I’m an accidental SAHM. Work not possible around the two DC at the moment. I adore my DC, but fuck me, it’s hard at the moment. DS has hit the terrible twos with a wallop. DD is 4 and has developed some emotional and behavioural difficulties in lockdown.
Today at lunchtime, they both wouldn’t eat what DP had made for them, and then DD ran at her and hit her. DP really lost the rag and was in a bad mood for an hour and it hit me that I deal with that sort of things day in, day out, all day. There’s no respite and nowhere to go and nothing to do (apart from fucking walks).
I feel so bleak this Sunday evening.
I’m sorry for being a Debbie downer, I just needed to get this off my chest.
Thank you for reading.