welcome to my world! I don't hate my life (sorry) but most of what you are saying is how I feel/live. I just don't seem to get back on top of things. Every time I try and make one thing slightly better soon something else falls apart.
Last night I was quite proud of myself because after 6 months of utter chaos in our bedroom I managed to tidy up a bit of the heaps of clothes. thought I might get some toys sorted today.what a fool! Woke up with throbbing headache, screamed at my 2nd son, then felt worse, cried most of the day, did virtually nothing, forgot to put toddler in bed for day time nap,ate a load of rubbish food which made me feel worse and fatter, then my washing machine decide to brake down in the afternoon. As I was trying to fix it (water everywhere) and make coffee for grandma who came over to help with kids' homework and put dishwasher on and find a phone that's not run out of battery to call for a plumber and think about dinner (ended up giving cereal to kids, again) and calm crying baby and whatever...yes, in the middle of this my 2 year old stuck something up his nose. couldn't tell me what it was and I couldn't see. used lego battery operated light as torch and saw a dark yellow, plastic looking blob.great!
I started planning in my head all the things that I had to in order to just leave the house and take him to A&E and it made me feel ill! I'd already had a throbbing headache all day... so I bent the tip of a quilting pin and armed with this and tiny torch I took a deep breath and went for it. I pulled out a thick chunk of orange skin. I was concentrating really hard not to hurt him, thinking "I shouldn't be doing this ". I had to do it, no way I could wait for hours in the hospital to be seen..I'm exhausted. Every single day I'm in survival mode. It's just so hard, but when chaos becomes a way of life you do feel overwhelmed.
A friend sorted the clothes, so football kit is ready for tomorrow, but still I have heaps more to do. When? How? I feel like I'm constantly on red alert as the next disaster/drama is just waiting to happen...It's too much.
I hate the chaos, that nothing's ever done/ready/fixed/on time. I hate not having the time/energy to sort & organize stuff, so then I could be patient and strong and healthy and enjoy time spent with hubby & kids. I try to ignore the mess, the lack of calm &peace, but it hurts so much to feel as an incapable, useless, disorganized, emotional wreck. did I mention fat?
so no advice from me, just complaints and feeling sorry for myself. My way of saying I understand you, if that's any help..