Wasn't sure where to post this as it seems a trivial problem but it seems to be taking over my thoughts more and more and I feel as if I'm in a downward spiral.
Quite simply, I find it really hard to deal with the day to day grind of being a parent. It's an endless round of getting up at hellish o' clock, school run, come back and sort out house, washing, making more food for dinner, having DS moan "I don't like it", having to feed him like a baby, clearing up, bed time, sorting out dinner for DH and I, an hour watching shit on tv and then try and get a reasonably early night before it all starts again.
I know lots of mums probably feel like this but it seems to be taking up all my thoughts recently. I long for excitement and spontaneity. I want to have some late nights and go out and get drunk and snog someone unsuitable. I feel irrational jealousy when I see teenagers, I feel like I want to tell them to fuck off. I can't cope with the fact that I am 40 and I feel like when I have finished bringing up my son, my life will be nearly over.
Is this a mid-life crisis-do women even have them-I am depressed-or do I just need a good slap?