Hopefully this post won’t come across as negatively as it may read, as that isn’t the intention. I love my children and I am grateful to have them. But … sometimes I feel like it’s very thankless and that it will never end. Or that when it does I will be quite an elderly lady and perhaps no longer interested in the things I used to be interested in. Hard to say.
I have two children, they are nearly three and five. I thought three would be a turning point but to be honest it isn’t looking likely 🤦🏼♀️ obviously some things are easier but we still have very early wakings (fucking hate them; the day lasts forever) I can’t listen to my own music in the car, I can’t watch what I want to on TV until they are in bed and honestly by that point I’m shattered myself.
It feels gruelling and relentless. I used to think when they are both at school it would be a turning point again but then the long school holidays are exhausting to fill. (Not to mention expensive.)
I know all this sounds a bit bleak but I do sometimes feel a bit as if I have the longest shift in the world with no breaks or lunch hour. I remember feeling exactly that when dc1 was born, and of course it’s got a lot easier in many ways and I hope it will get easier still but that sense of having vanished as a person myself hasn’t.