I am making a right hash of this parenting thing. Of life in general, but particularly parenting, or maybe, it just feels like mostly that because it is the most important thing.
I do feel all alone with it all though. Especially from the feminist angle. I have been very relaxed with the dds about that sort of thing (believe or not - I think some people on here probably think I am a right moany Millie Tant) but actually I don't want them to feel alienated, or ideologically harangued. now I suddenly feel like I am making a lot of terrible mistakes, out of lack of energy and also because in our house I do not have a media voice - dp chooses everything. I am used to listening to my own music and reading my own books by myself but I suddenly realise that by myself isn't good enough in terms of looking after my girls. I am going to have to assert myself to have any influence and I am terrible at asserting myself and I truly truly hate it.
I suddenly looked at what influences dd1 is evincing and it is fukcing terrifying. It makes me want to start being one of those people who bans things, which I had thought was unnecessary, but maybe not, and if I do I will be on my own, it will be only me with no back up.
Right now I am in floods of tears in bed even though I should be at a rehearsal for 9 lessons and carols later this afternoon. I don't know what to do about this. I can't stop crying. I was feeling bad about how much I was supposed to be out at church today as I get little enough time with the family as it is. now I am actually failing to honour my commitments and failing to be with them too. failing on all counts. not sure whether I can pull myself together and turn up late or if I will have to send a lame email and stay away.
there is no love in this house. I am failing. I don't look after my children well enough and I don't love dp enough if at all. he doesn't seem to love me. there is no love here and I am failing my children and I am lonely and sad