My house gets demolished unless I'm in the same room as the children at all times.
I'm sitting here sobbing because I went upstairs to clean the toilet and when I came down Ds1 had kicked my clean folded clothes all over the floor. He had just gone through them.
One of them knocked the bathroom bin over and there were pull ups all over the floor, just left there.
On any given hour of any given day, ds1 has scattered tiny pieces of paper all over everywhere.
I can't keep UP! And it's making me so, so unhappy. my washer's on it'[s last legs - life would be easier if I didn't have to spin everything after I washed it. The pots get left for days because evry time I leave the room at home something happens - a fight breaks out and ds2 ends up with a nose bleed, or they start sliding things down the bannisters - I bought them the iCoaster last week to try to give them something to touch but while they love it, it causes more fights that it's worth.
I'm so, so disorganised, there's piles of stuff everywhere, just 'stuff'. i'm missing appointments, Ds1's psych nurse is going on about ADHD Solutions but tbh I can't ever seem to get round to ringing them and I just don't feel able to add any more 'people' into our apointment list. "School" things go home with their dad, more often than not, and I nevr see them again so I miss sports days, assemblies, Ds1 of course doesn't tell me about any of this, he assumes I know. he doesn't understand that I don't know until I am told.
Last week we saw The occupational therapist, psychiatric nurse, Autism outreach and I had to fill in a supporting statement for Ds1's school and I had to do a 24 hour shift at work and then I come home to an absolute shit tip this morning and I burst into tears.
In the evenings, it takes an hour to put them both to bed, each trip to the toilet needs to be supervised, there aren't enough places to put everything so it's out of reach, I've just fitted a padlock bar to the kitchen door and a timer onto the comptuer and it makes my house look like it's been adapted to contain chimps.
It's dirty, unkempt, falling to pieces and untidy,cluttered, cramped and I cannot ever seem to find enough hours in the day to make even one room really nice and so I hide on here while they trash the house around me.
I have forgotten the concept of 'day off' - you know, when you were 19 and you got two 'dAYS OFF' work in which you did things that you wanted to do. My life revolves around other people, and I am gradually losing the will to carry on because it seems insurmountable.
I actually, right now, want to go back to work where I have a reasonable boss and my workload is managable, which my life doesn't seem to be. I have to be twice as alert, go twice as fast, for twice as long - at home. I am losing my ability to be assertive, I am losing
for anyone who doesn't know me, I'm a single muma and have a 7 year old with ADHD and Aspergers/ASD and a NT 4 year old. I work as a support worker.
Please someone tell me what you do. tell me how you stay afloat ... because I'm sinking under piles of dirty crap, bits of paper, pots, washing and 'things'