It’s not that any of the particular tasks is difficult, I agree with Jess on that. It’s that it never.fucking.stops. NEVER.
I happened to check the clock yesterday. Four minutes. That’s how much of a “break” I got. Try being interrupted every 4 minutes by someone’s need or crisis (food, potty, test a limit, want some water, toy’s lost, explain why, potty, kids are fighting, need a hug, want a band aid).
MAMA MAMA MAMA MAMA MAMA MAMA MAMA MAMA ALL.FUCKING.DAY.LONG.
I do have easy afternoons now and then, sometimes a whole spell of them. And then someone gets sick, and the whole thing’s out of whack. Up at night, whining all day. I don’t know how working moms do it, I really don’t, dragging themselves in after attending to children at all hours. As hard as it is being a SAHM, being a WOHM would be even worse, as far as I’m concerned.
In the 10 minutes it took me to type this, the kids came in to see me 4 times. One of them is whining at my knee right now, the other one is marching around the room blasting away at a “musical” toy (which apparently she stole from him).
It’s the biggest privilege ever to have kids. We are truly, profoundly blessed.
And it just about drives me batshit.