I don't know what's wrong with me, but in the past few days I've become a terrible mother to my 2.5 yo dd. I actually said the f word to her today. I can't beleive myself.
I just feel like I'm cracking under the pressure. My dh is out of town and I just returned from a trip with dd yesterday, plus i have a cold. Oh, and I'm 12 weeks Pg.
I feel resentful, grumpy, tired and miserable. I knew I was overextending myself going on a 3 day trip to see some of my family-of-origin, but I let myself be bullied into going, not once but twice! (I decided not to go after I'd agreed, the caved when i got yelled at about it.)
I'm tired of being a single mom all the time my husband travels, I'm tired of my frickin' family wanting me to fly all over the place to visit them all the time. I'm sick of the fued between my mom and my dh that means I'm travelling alone most of the time and I'm sick of morning sickness.
And of course I'm taking this all out on my poor kid. I'm a terrible, terrible, terrible mother.
Oh, and now I have to get back to work to make up the hours I missed during my "vacation."
I can't beleive that I'm acting just like my mom- letting people walk all over her, then comming home and screaming at her kids.
Anyway, I suppose writing this and having a good cry has helped a bit.
I think we'll go to a freind's house this afternoon.
Jennifer
I just feel like I'm cracking under the pressure. My dh is out of town and I just returned from a trip with dd yesterday, plus i have a cold. Oh, and I'm 12 weeks Pg.
I feel resentful, grumpy, tired and miserable. I knew I was overextending myself going on a 3 day trip to see some of my family-of-origin, but I let myself be bullied into going, not once but twice! (I decided not to go after I'd agreed, the caved when i got yelled at about it.)
I'm tired of being a single mom all the time my husband travels, I'm tired of my frickin' family wanting me to fly all over the place to visit them all the time. I'm sick of the fued between my mom and my dh that means I'm travelling alone most of the time and I'm sick of morning sickness.
And of course I'm taking this all out on my poor kid. I'm a terrible, terrible, terrible mother.
Oh, and now I have to get back to work to make up the hours I missed during my "vacation."
I can't beleive that I'm acting just like my mom- letting people walk all over her, then comming home and screaming at her kids.
Anyway, I suppose writing this and having a good cry has helped a bit.
I think we'll go to a freind's house this afternoon.
Jennifer











