I wish the day had 40 hours and I could spend 10 of them working (I really love what I do), 10 of them playing with my 5 year old ASD son and 10 kissing my husband, cooking, going for long walks, swimming, and roller-skating! And THEN, I could have 10 hours to sleep.... and all of that without feeling as exhausted as I feel right now. I make compromises to my career, the house is a mess, my DH helps but when was the last time we went on a date? And my son feels constantly neglected begging me not to go to work tomorrow. AND I feel like a wreck! And there are talks of having another child because my son feels lonely...