It’s 4:00 pm and our house is a total mess. Within an hour or two, my hubby will arrive and I can’t let him see this untidiness. I have to cook dinner. I need to bathe the kids. I need a shower. Argggh! I hate this time of the day. I just wanted to vanish and then pop again when everything is clean and done. This scenario really makes me sick. I’m so mad with my kids and I don’t see them as little cute kiddoes, I see them as a villain trying to make every single second of my life harder.
Sometimes, my life isn’t just as perfect as it’s supposed to be. Every now and then, I felt this urge to work again and leave my children with a nanny or send them back home to grandma but just the thought of it makes me quiver and suddenly I’m so guilty. What should I do? Sometimes I’m just so tired but I love them to bits I would die feeling worn-out. I know, this mood will go by and everything will be alright again. I might just blame PMS once more for making me think this way. 🙂