Weekend was nothing too over the top..... just a series of things that some/all of the children like (they are all under 11),after the obligatory skype of NSDH : slobbing in front of TV (am), park with bikes/rollerskating, walk, friends birthday party on Saturday. On Sunday: church (they all go to different activity groups with friends and this was the only part of the weekend that worked
!!), out for lunch, children's farm, fed lambs, outdoor play with rides etc. icecream, home favourite tea (sausages) in front of film.
Now there are a lot of them, and they are young but they had all slept well, eaten well and so on.....(my usual excuses).
There was hardly a time when one or more were not telling me how awful I am, how I don't love them, how they might as well kill themselves, how I never listen to them, everyone is more important then them, how much they hate ....sibling..., how they "don't want to do that"....blah, blah
I am proud of myself that i did not lose it completely/shout/scream or just march them home. I am NOT proud of myself that I ended up crying (twice), which is definitely emotional blackmail, and not good parenting.
I am just so frigging tired, and this week 3 of them have separate festival concerts and I will go even though i will have other DCs/childminees...because this is one of the very few things that are an advantage with my work...that I can go.