The summer holidays loom large with DD(4) and DS(5mths). Had planned a lovely day today; dog walk in the morning, swimming this afternoon, which DD was really lookoinf forward to. She gets up too early wanting to play- a regular thing- and by the time we are all up and dressed has a spectacular tantrum resulting on me placing her on time out. She refuses to stay put so after much too-ing and fro-ing and DS balling his eyes out too, put her upstairs. She eventually calms down and apologises but take her down a notch on her reward chart and abandon swimming idea.
She seems to have fully recovered now but I just feel bloody miserable. I used to spend the holidays travelling and enjoying my social life. Haven't seen anyone for over a month now and spending my days feeling like an overweight, dumpy lump pushing a pram. I look in the mirror and I don't even recognise myself anymore. Shifting the weight or getting fit seems an insurmountable task even tho I know it would helps mood and energy levels.
How do people actually enjoy this without feeling like a slave to everyone else's needs? Can't even pick up a book these days!
Sorry, whine over. I think its just I haven't anyone to unload on! Tomorrow's another day.akes me even sadder that I'm looking forward to September and going back to work, as soon as there I'll wish I had the time back!!