All the time, it feels like. I have three little ones to control organise. DD 6, DS 3.5 and DD one next week. And i do really shout all the time.
I try to shout a bit less as my partner does and they respond much better to him, but sometimes i have to shout to be heard over all the other noise, or to ensure they realise how much i mean something, but it is mostly out of sheer frustration, and being fed up of having to repeat myself ad infinitum, and just the awful groundhog day feeling i often get, being torn in so many directions 24/7 without anyone ever being satisified with what i have done for them that day and no-one taking into account what i may need or like.
But then in my sane moments i realise that they are only children and cant be expected to consider these things.
I have recently decided that i am not the earth mother that i imagined i would be and that i need a job just to get out of the house. So after hunting, i have just been offered a job I have also recently started swimming simply just to do something for me. My partner is brilliant at taking over to make this feasible so i am lucky in that sense.
I have no answers other than to try to rise above it, which is not easy when the red mist descends, but when possible getting down and looking them in the eye and making your point is sooo much more effective i have found, just not always possible.
I am also trying to balance the deranged hectic mummy with one who plays occasionally, and snuggles on couch, stories. Makes me feel abit better anyway.
At the end of the day you can only do the best you can at the time, and children will grow up despite what we do not because of what we do.