Ok, beware, I am ready for a big moan, so turn away if you wish!!!
I am so fed up, had yet another (what's new) terrible night with Ellie. I end up screaming at DH through the night as we are up and down to her that much.
I am so so tired, I am only 33 (ok, a month off 34 but 33 sounds better!!!) and I feel as though I have no life.
Don't get me wrong, I have a good DH and I do get some time to myself. I feel bad for moaning as I know some have it much worse and not much support, so I apologise.
But I just feel my life consists of everything being 100 times more difficult because of Ellie. I love her very very much, but just everything is so hard at times.
She is having so many tantrums and the other day ripped a clump of Graces hair out. She had already screamed on and off for two hours, so at that point I just sat and sobbed..
On a Wednesday morning I just have Grace for 3 hours and we have a lovely time. Can do whatever. On Wednesday we went to a garden centre, she pushed a mini trolley round, we choose some plants and went in the cafe. It was lovely. But I come away thinking, that's how it should be. Then I feel bad because its not Ellies fault.
I really do look about 20years older than I am. Looking in the mirror is a wrinkled, lined old grumpy woman with big bags under her eyes.
I just wonder how long I can carry on like this, really don't know how DH and me are together sometimes!
Just seems no light at the end of this horrible tunnel.
Don't get me wrong, we do have some nice times. We have a great weekend at a farm park (had some family with us, so the help made it easier), then went to a park later on and Macdonalds. The girls were fantastic and we had a lovely time.
I thought "That's what it must be like for the other 95%"!!!
Thanks, again, for listening. Sorry I am a big moan
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