Today I just snapped. The pnd, the screaming baby, the four year old who has regressed and can’t wipe her bum resulting in stained pants every day. Husband too busy with his work even though he tries to help. Today he was working from home and the final straw was when DC1 announced (an hour after coming home from school) that she had pooed her pants at school. I hadn’t realised as she was in the garden playing with her grandad. I bathed and cleaned her up after telling her that it’s not Nice doing it every day. But between everything else on my plate (previous thread) and this I just told hubby I was going out and left. Currently sat in the car park of our local park and don’t know what to do with myself. I feel like driving and never coming back. But I have nowhere to
Go.