I feel done in. I don't know why but I have no energy or motivation at the moment. I should take DS out every day and I used to but this week I've only managed it once. I can't bear the thought of going to our local park again (and he doesn't like going anywhere else). Every evening this week I've felt a sense of dread about the next day. It's so hard.
I feel horribly guilty as I adore my son but every day all day is taking it's toll. I can't see anything changing. I'm now a SAHM and although DS is starting school in September, it will only be for an hour a day, which is much less than an hour counting in time to pick him up.
I could insist he stays longer except I know he won't cope and I don't want to make school in to something he hates.
DH keeps asking why I'm so quiet but what can I say? I don't have anything to tell him because I don't do anything interesting and I doubt he wants to hear about our visit to the park or how many times I changed DS nappy..
I know I sound like a horrible mum and I know DS deserves someone better but I don't know how to change. I love him so much, it's not his fault he's got additional needs and a lot of the time he's actually very happy in his own little world (probably better than the real world). So I should be happy because a half decent parent would be happy if their child is but I'm not.
I can't be bothered to do the 5000 chores that need doing. I'm constantly tired and lonely.
Sorry I know this is a really pathetic post but I needed to let my feelings out somewhere.