Now that my DD is almost 3 and DS has just turned 1, I thought I had gotten over the "mourning" of my old life. I worked really hard at squashing down all my anger and guilt because I have no free time to do anything I love any more. I had just and I mean JUST started to be okay with the fact I'm worthless until they are at school until I had the worst day of my life with them yesterday. I'm talking smashed mirrors, smashed consoles, smashed letter boxes. Poo being smushed into a desk chair whilst I'm cleaning up regurgitated cardboard from the toilet sink. I could go on but it was HARD and I don't really have any one I could call for help as everyone I know is at work. DD has decided it is time for her to grow up all on her own so we've had trouble with sleeping (from cot to bed) and trouble with potty training. Lots of accidents but the intention is there from her so I can't discourage her or postpone it until we get the bed time routine down. I don't think I've slept well in two weeks so that doesn't help, I don't do well with being sleep deprived.
I think the thing which is making me feel like giving up and walking away is the fact I miss my freedom. I'm crying nearly every day about it. I would give anything and I mean ANYTHING to be able to go to sleep without being riddled with anxiety that I'm in for a bad night. To be able to eat my breakfast without moaning. To have a shower without screaming. To just be able to do simple human things without feeling comfortable. I don't remember the last time I felt truly at peace or comfortable. I am sat on my sofa right now, it is the evening, and I can't enjoy the show I'm watching because I have to keep pausing the TV to hear if they've woken up after spending an two hours putting them to bed. I have been comfortable only once in the entire time I have had my kids and that was when I was on a plane without my kids and I physically could not be contacted. I'm constantly stressed. I'm stress eating my days away. My toddler is very head strong and never sat still a day in her life so taking them out for walks or to the shop is a nightmare. She runs off EVERYTIME and I lose her EVERYTIME. I'm not a horrible mum. I plan activities every day and do those activities every time. Since the birth of my son I've developed OCD so my house is always clean and the kids are always clean etc. My DD goes to preschool for 15 hours a week but it is of no use to me because I've still got DS at home to entertain.
I don't know. I just feel like I want my life to stay the same (same home, same partner, same family and the way family thinks of me) but don't know want my kids any more. I want to give up just so I can have a break and I'm not talking a "week off" I'm talking no more kids permanently kind of break because I can't switch off. From the moment I finally sleep to the moment they wake me up I'm riddled with anxiety and I'm unbelievably exhausted. This level of constant stress can't be good for any one. They say you need to look after yourself to be able to look after your kids but how can I when they won't allow me to?
Is giving up my happiness and my health worth putting up with the kids? Lately, I'm finding it a really difficult question to answer.