It's much, much harder than I thought it would be.
Relentless and all consuming in a way I didn't fully expect.
I can handle all the daily tasks - I can get them up and washed and dressed and teeth brushed and fed and suncream, sun hat / hat/scarves/gloves on them.
What I can't handle is fighting them every step of the way to do all that. It kills me. The asking. The asking again. The reasoning. The bargaining. The threatening. The forcing jackets on them because they won't put them on themselves. Then calming them down because they are now crying about it. Then taking the jacket off because that's the only way they'll calm down. Letting them wear an alternative jacket because they just want to have that power....but standing there waiting, as they take their time choosing just to have that autonomy. Meanwhile the other one has tipped out a tub of kinetic sand all over the carpet, and you needed to have left for work 10 minutes ago.
I find it hard.
I adore my kids.
But it's an awful feeling putting yourself last, doing absolutely everything for these little people.....and they pretty much screw you over at every turn. Sometimes they mean it, sometimes they don't, but the net result is the same. They've screwed you over, they've made things 100 times more difficult than they needed to be. If it was anybody else in your life you'd go "I'm done with this, I don't need this shit in my life"....but it's your kids. You can't. So you just get on with it.
I just find modern life hard. Working and raising kids is very hard (although being a SAHM looks so hard as well).
Feel like I'm on a hamster wheel. The bone crushing tiredness all the time, the sleep deprivation, the lack of freedom (we have no family support and difficult to get reliable babysitters around here).
Simple things stress me out. Like today, spent all day with them, taking them out for fresh air and exercise, took them swimming, played games with them at home. Run ragged. Finally sat on the couch to eat a sandwich (first thing I'd had to eat all day) and one of them jumped on me from behind, sent my sandwich flying and really hurt my back.
So yeah, I find it hard.
They make me laugh everyday and I love them more than I ever thought possible.....but it is so, so much harder than I ever thought possible.