Gosh. I've been crying all evening and Im not sure why. Sometimes I don't mind doing everything but other times it just gets on top of me.
Me and dp both work full time and we have a ds , 2. He's a clingy mammys boy. He does this thing of squeezing my boob as a comfort. Everyone thinks its funny but it's actually awful. I have no space. I feel terrible writing that.
Dp does thing of always asking if I want him to do something rather than just bloody doing it , so it's always on me.
Plus I'm worried about things financially.
Is this what being a mother is ?