Not sure if this is the right place but I just need to write this out.
I should be the happiest person in the world. I have a lovely husband and 2 beautiful girls (2yo and 5 months). But I spend so much of my day feeling on the verge of defeat. The housework is a mountain I can't get to the top of and to be honest some days, I don't care if I don't.
My perfect girls are a joy most of the time but some days, like today,( particularly my 2yo) they just irritate me. I am on mat leave and should be taking them for walks and building castles and painting but it just seems too hard sometimes. Honestly, sometimes bedtime can't come soon enough. Isn't that an awful thing to say??
My husband is out to work early before the girls are even awake and he does a hard manual job so is tired out by the time he gets home. I feel guilty for moaning when he genuinely has had a crap day. He is fantastic and the perfect dad although has a tendency to be quite pessimistic and often it doesn't take much to make him miserable. He doesn't have many mates and when he is grumpy I get the snippy remarks and sulkyness because I am the only person he sees some days (except for the bloke at work but his job is such that you could just get on and not speak if you didn't feel like it).
I used to be the cheery optimistic one and jollied everyone along but at the moment I just feel overwhelmed. I could talk to my husband but he worries so much about everything alresdy. My parents don't 'believe' in what they'd see as weakness on my part so I don't want to talk to them and all my friends are pretty much in the same position as me and seem to cope perfectly well.
I don't know what to do. Partly I feel I should see a doctor but I don't know why or what, if any, good it would do.
Today has just been crappy. Raining, a million things to do that I just can't be bothered with and screechy irritating kids along with a uni deadline fast approaching.
Sorry for rambling. I just feel rather alone and stressed out.
I know there are hundreds worse off than me and many who would envy my lovely family but today I would just rather be alone in a forest with one of the brilliant books that I never get time to read.