I cannot cope. DH just doesnt get it. I wake up at 5:30, get myself and the kids ready, rushing out of the house we go to get one child to school at 7 then the other two by 7:30 then jet setting off to the office, I litteraly do NOTHING for 8.5 hours. From 8-9 I do some filing and then I sit and wait for the phone to ring, durning that time I read. At 3 the mail comes and I do payments and then at 4:30 I leave. I race to school, get the boys, get the older one, some nights I have meeting for PTO or the school board (which I am on) then I stop at the store, grab whatever to eat and hell some nights we just go home and order out. I never cook homemade foods anymore. I walk into my house that looks like a tornado struck right to the kitchen to start dinner, my toddler wants my attention so badly its painful and I am short tempered and frustrated with everything. So its me saying "Isaiah not right now, go watch TV, go play, I am busy" poor kid just wants his mama. We finally sit down to eat and this is when I normal go to my meetings if I have them or take the oldest to Taekowndo classes. by the time this craziness ends its after 7, its bathtime the bed.... no time to clean, no time to play, no time for anything... I want to find a part time job or not work at all. I want a clean house again, I want to cook for my kids, I do not want to be rushed and cranky all the time. I just hate who I am now that I am working. Why doesnt he understand?