Hi. Â I've never been on here before, but I really needed a place where I could just get some things off of my chest. Â Hoping it will help get me out of this funk because today I feel like I'm near my breaking point.
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I am a stay at home Mom. Â A little bit about me... I've ALWAYS wanted to be a Mom. Â Never a ballerina or a firefighter. Â Just a Mom. Â My hubby and I tried for ten years (with a lot of medical intervention) to have our daughter. Â There was never a question that I would stay home and he would work because I am disabled by several chronic health issues and can't work outside the home. Â We live in a teeny tiny little town in the midwest. Â We moved here after my husband was laid off because it's nearby where he found work. Â I have no support system where we are. Â None. Â No family and no friends. Â Due to immune issues and my disability I was asked not to leave the house while pregnant (right when we moved here). Â And then there was the challenge of a new baby etc etc. Â I just never got out or joined anything and my husband's new coworkers weren't welcoming in a social way like I'd expected.
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Skip to now. Â My little girl is two years old. Â I love her as much as you can love a person...but I feel like I don't like being a Mom. Â Does that even make sense to anyone but me? Â Whatever that magical thing is where women say that it's so rewarding to be able to stay home with their kids...I don't get it. Â I feel like an abused woman, which is hardly rewarding. Â I do every bit of cooking and cleaning, laundry, potty training, schedule keeping. Â I do the taxes, brush the teeth, pick up the toys, clean up the poop. Â I get screamed at all day every day. Â I get hit and kicked and body slammed. Â I don't see the rewarding part yet. Â My girl is very independant. Â She prefers to play and read and dress up by herself. Â When I try to do things with her, it angers her. Â She scowls and screams at me until I leave her alone. Â But just because I'm not allowed to play doesn't mean that I'm allowed to focus on anything but her without paying dearly for it. Â I still don't see the reward. Â It feels like house arrest with my daughter (whom I love) as my cellmate. Â I find myself fantasizing about being a working Mom (no offense, I know it's hard too). Â I'm jealous of the women who get to miss their kids! Â I don't miss mine at all because we're together ALL day EVERY day.
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I understand that right now there are additional factors that I need to take into account. Â She is still getting over a cold and has a molar coming in. Â I'm a bit hormonal and my husband is stressed at work. Â There is no "me" time, but there's not a lot I can do about that between my health and my life in general. Â But should I really be having days or periods of time where it's all so much that I just want to hand my sweet girl over to a stranger and run for my life??? Â That's what I want to do. Â I want to scream out loud and cry for hours and tell somebody else to deal with my strong-willed independant darling girl. Â Is this normal? Â Help!








