I've reached yet another stage of parenting where I'm needing support, I guess.
I am a maid. I feel like all I do is clean. The 3 yo stopped using the potty & poops in his pants. The two of them enable each other in bad habits like spitting their water/milk all over the floor or table. They dump all their toys, pull books from the shelves, rearrange furniture.
I am a slave. The 3 yo is, as is appropriate for this age, testing me at every turn. Defiant as a soldier under duress & his brother is following suit already. They ignore my instructions, my pleas, my attempts at gentle or positive discipline.
I am a cook. I am in the kitchen constantly. What to do? I believe in home-cooked, healthy, nutrient-dense meals, but then I am suddenly sacrificing my time with my kids because I am always cooking. They spend five minutes "helping" me & then they're off tearing apart the house or each other.
I am a zombie. Neither child sleeps very well. We're up, on average, 2-3 times every night tending to teething or nightmares or lost loveys or Bob knows what else.
I am still a milk-machine. Of course the 1.5 year old still nurses, and the 3-year-old often takes those opportunities to wreak attention-seeking havoc.
I come from an upbringing of anger & aggression. How am I expected to find and/or create a place of peace when I can't even catch my breath from day to day? It is my weak point in parenting, & I am trying so hard to not be "that mom." The one who is always yelling or losing her patience with behavior that - I know intellectually - is completely developmentally appropriate.
I know this is a temporary ride. But I want off now, please. =P