it's all getting a bit too much

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I have just bawled my eyes out again, this time because ds didn't want the food that I had cooked for him. At the moment I feel like I am finding it really hard to enjoy all this. Ds has had 2 viruses back to back causing diarhoea and vomitting since just after Christmas. I am getting really fed up of having to keep changing his clothes because it is going everywhere. He is getting fed up of being changed and cleaned so kicks off as soon as he is laid flat. He has also just cut his first tooth so I think is a little grumpy because of this too. How can I learn to accept that every day is not going to be a happy one with him?

I think that writing this out is the first step. An acknowledgement that life isn't perfect and sometimes it is going to be hard. It is so annoying when you put effort into cooking for them and they reject it. Make the next meal a very easy one to compensate.

Sometimes it is joyful, other times you just wish you could disappear. In between the bad days there are special moments where you do see the point of it all. It is hard with little children, no point pretending otherwise, but worth it.

I know it will be great some days and rubbish on others but somehow it doesn't make it any easier on the rubbish ones, especially when they seem to all come together. What makes it worse is when friends don't seem to have these problems, altough I am sure they must do sometimes. I then feel like all I do is whinge to them rather than focussing on the great things the ds does.

I hope I didn't sound unsympathetic - it is alright to complain sometimes.

It might be worth putting together a plan of how to make life better in small steps? It is possible that at this time of year (the bleakest IMO) things are just getting you down more than normal.

Don't get me wrong - I know exactly the feeling you describe. When things got really rubbish I went on Prozac and it did really help.

What I found helped was finding small ways to make things slightly better each day. Putting make up on, getting out of the house - even to the library. Some days I would even get into the car and drive round to get dd off to sleep then read a magazine in the car.

Anything to break the monotony.

Thanks for the advice. I know I am not the only person in the world who is/has felt like this. At times like this I think I am a crap mum and should be there for him when he needs me most. At the moment my best coping strategy seems to be to ignore him but this cannot be the best way, and anyway I always crack eventually.