Having my three kids destroy my once beautiful home bit by bit, piece by piece is soul destroying. Some are acts of vandalism, some are just accidents. Everything from cupboard doors, wallpaper peeling,drawing on walls, broken televisions, broken beds, broken toys, cups, plates, curtain pulling, blind yanking, drawing with pen all over my once beautiful leather sofa, my carpets have been professionally cleaned many times over due to food stains,sick, piss , shit , mud from scooters coming in from garden/outside etc. The state they leave the bathroom in pisses me right off too
Never being able to chill out for more then 5 minutes without having to deal with a kiddy problem.
Slowly going insane with the amount of petty rows between the kids, constantly dealing with crying kids is hard work
School runs day in day out for many many more years to come and having to deal with the daily demands from the school for trips, non uniform days, school productions, parent days, homework, reading diary's,discos ,star of the week , sports day, must wear red day, must bring in this day blah blah blah
Then after school activities, play dates, birthday party invites,appointments for docs, dentists, opticians, half term boredom, entertaining them. It just doesn't stop
Food..... where does it all go. I can go shopping one day and I'm back in the supermarket the next. They eat and waste so much.
Everything is revolved round the kids. Day in , day out. I have days where I can't cope and have days where I feel like I'm super mum. Every day is different from the last. Never knew what stress was until I had children