Im fed up of the dribble, poo, chewing of everything, licking of everything the screeching, the stares from strangers, friends trying to say the right thing but getting it SO wrong, friends moaning about their perfect lives, the never ending mess everywhere, greasy hand prints all over our tv as ds thinks it looks like an iPad and treats it as such, not being able to go anywhere without another adult for reinforcement anymore, not having any time for anything as ds only does half days at school and dc2 doesn't sleep, professionals who have no idea giving me 'advice', carrying and lifting a child who is way to heavy to be carried and lifted, trying to de code why ds it having a melt down this time, having crappy hair- i used to have beautiful hair now im lucky if its clean, looking frazzled- i used to wear nice make up but now i cant work i have no money for such luxuries, never having any quality time with dh- we just seem to bicker all the time now, my lovely friend whos dc has dyslexia comparing his difficulties to my ds's- i know it much be hard for her and her dc but really they are on a whole other level and its starting to piss me off. And Im just fed up of staying strong all the bloody time and acting like all this is ok. I just put mr tumble on for the dc and shut myself in the loo and had a big cry (again) sigh, this isn't the life I had planned.
Anyone else fed up of their lot of just me being a miserable cow? I know it could be worse but it could be a lot better!