I have no idea where to begin...For the past year or so, I have been feeling so dang overwhelmed, stressed out, angry, antsy, tired, just everything. I know that some of these feelings are normal, I mean I am a mom of 4 kids and I homeschool them, but I swear I know the intensity of what I am feeling is what is not normal, it is insane.
I can't handle when little things happen...such as the kids knocking hangers off the table while I am folding laundry...I end up screaming at them. These little things are just sending me over the edge, and while deep down I *know* I am not having a normal reaction, I can't control my it. I have even thrown a few things in pure anger. Never at the kids, but none the less I shouldn't even be throwing stuff.
I have zero....not one single ounce of motivation to do anything...clean, cook, shower...nothing. For dinner at night, I tell the kids to grab whatever they can out of the kitchen to eat. This is not me!! I used to cook every dinner and now I have no desire to do so.
The state of my house is deplorable...there are messes and clutter everywhere. Right now the baby is playing with crushed Life cereal at the table and it is falling to the floor and I just don't care.
The baby is still 100% ebf., we are having some problems with getting him to eat solids right now (we are seeing an OT for this), so I can't wean him. He nurses as much if not more as he did as a newborn, and I am hating every single minute of it. The grabbing of my hair, the pushing me with his feet, just everything, is making my skin crawl. Add this to the fact that he is a mamas boy who needs to be held 24/7, sometimes I feel like throwing him through a wall. What is going on with me? I love him and all my kids but I honestly feel like...I don't know...like I am having this weird outer body experience...I know I am doing certain things but I don't feel myself doing them. Does that even make sense?
I can't even handle being touched right now...one of the kids brushed up against me earlier and I yelled at them.
Dh does not get it. He does nothing around the house or with the kids. I am essentially a single mom. Dh works nights, so I wake him at 8pm for work, and he is out of the house by 8:45pm. He gets home at 7am, plops his butt in front of the computer until noon and then heads to bed. The expectations that are placed on me are pushing me over the edge...if I don't make him something to eat for his dinner when he gets home, he says that it's because I don't think he deserves to eat, things like that. He will manipulate me emotionally to get his way. I know this, I acknowledge it, and it will be changing because I refuse to live like this anymore, but right now I am realizing I need to focus on me before anything else. I feel like I am going to crawl out of my skin, and if I am feeling this way about myself, I can't imagine what I am and have been putting my family through.
What do I do, who do I see?
I can't handle when little things happen...such as the kids knocking hangers off the table while I am folding laundry...I end up screaming at them. These little things are just sending me over the edge, and while deep down I *know* I am not having a normal reaction, I can't control my it. I have even thrown a few things in pure anger. Never at the kids, but none the less I shouldn't even be throwing stuff.
I have zero....not one single ounce of motivation to do anything...clean, cook, shower...nothing. For dinner at night, I tell the kids to grab whatever they can out of the kitchen to eat. This is not me!! I used to cook every dinner and now I have no desire to do so.
The state of my house is deplorable...there are messes and clutter everywhere. Right now the baby is playing with crushed Life cereal at the table and it is falling to the floor and I just don't care.

The baby is still 100% ebf., we are having some problems with getting him to eat solids right now (we are seeing an OT for this), so I can't wean him. He nurses as much if not more as he did as a newborn, and I am hating every single minute of it. The grabbing of my hair, the pushing me with his feet, just everything, is making my skin crawl. Add this to the fact that he is a mamas boy who needs to be held 24/7, sometimes I feel like throwing him through a wall. What is going on with me? I love him and all my kids but I honestly feel like...I don't know...like I am having this weird outer body experience...I know I am doing certain things but I don't feel myself doing them. Does that even make sense?
I can't even handle being touched right now...one of the kids brushed up against me earlier and I yelled at them.

Dh does not get it. He does nothing around the house or with the kids. I am essentially a single mom. Dh works nights, so I wake him at 8pm for work, and he is out of the house by 8:45pm. He gets home at 7am, plops his butt in front of the computer until noon and then heads to bed. The expectations that are placed on me are pushing me over the edge...if I don't make him something to eat for his dinner when he gets home, he says that it's because I don't think he deserves to eat, things like that. He will manipulate me emotionally to get his way. I know this, I acknowledge it, and it will be changing because I refuse to live like this anymore, but right now I am realizing I need to focus on me before anything else. I feel like I am going to crawl out of my skin, and if I am feeling this way about myself, I can't imagine what I am and have been putting my family through.
What do I do, who do I see?