I love my children to pieces but I am actually feeling quite down and tearful, and honestly, ashamed of how I feel. Dd is 4 and a bit, DS is 20 months. I feel like I am on a constant entertainment wheel looking for things for them to do- dd still at preschool but only 15 hrs as I'm not working at the moment (recently returned from living overseas) and ds is home all the time. He is super clingy and attached to my ankle all the time, while she grizzles because she is bored (she is well ready for school but a Winter baby so no school till sept). She has loads of toys and puzzles, I read with her and do as much as I can.
They squabble, whine, get up early, and I just feel like this was the worst idea I had. It's so fucking relentless and thankless.