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We just got back from the ER because one of my 16 month olds was able to tilt her Tripp trap high chair over and it fell on top of her….head. She is fine after all but since she’s gotten home she’s injured herself several more times between climbing things and fighting with her sister. I’m at my wits end. I don’t want to stand over them all day long. Ready to throw away all my furniture. It’s like overnight their ability to climb has come to its full capacity. Yesterday the other one found her way on top of the dining room table while I was turned away for 5 mins washing a dish.

It’s like they are crying for me while I do ordinary daily tasks of running my household (I’m a SAHM), crying from fighting or crying from injury all day long with few breaks in between. Going nuts.

Anyone go through this and it passed?

Idk how to get through to her kindly. She keeps saying I look too big for my gestational age. I explain it’s my second pregnancy and that my first was twins and they are only 1yo. I explain my abs didn’t really get back to baseline before I ended up getting pregnant again. She says but I didn’t actually “give birth” because I had a c section….Anyone else really struggle not to hate their own mom? Every photo she sees of my family is followed up with a call about how I look so big or I look smaller now than last week. I tell her everyday is different and sometimes I eat more. I just resent her. This is my responsibility to deal with I realize.

Also resent my dad who is constantly asking me if my twins are sleeping well and if I say no they still wake up it’s just pity and 20 questions and I hate it. Anything I tell him about my children, pregnancy or life is then germinated through his entire side of the family. You can’t tell him anything unless you wanna tell the whole family.

I’m not burdened in my mind, this is all so wanted. I resent how they treat me in relation to my life circumstances. I try to just take it in stride but sometimes I just wanna can both relationships. Am I crazy?

Never thought Id have to seriously consider this, but I have a yappy little white dog who truly does love my 1 year old twins. The problem is the barking and reactivity have gone through the roof since they became mobile.

If one falls, my dog starts a barking frenzy, often right next to the baby. Not in an aggressive or angry way, more in a scared “sound the alarms mom” kind of way. She means well, but she is a pain.

Then anyone who gets too close to us on walks? Barking frenzy. If I take the girls to the park and have to do the inevitable dance of keeping them generally close to me while one takes off in a different direction and I’m running after her? If I get too far from my dog, barking frenzy. She sees a group of people, frenzy. My cleaning lady comes over, even after years of working with her, frenzy.

It’s making my day to day life so difficult and my anxiety is constantly high. I’ll take one of the girls into the nursery for a diaper change and she’ll randomly start barking at me. I’ve honestly just come to hate my dog and I yell at her. I feel terrible saying that, but I’m so overstimulated all the time.

I don’t know what to do. Part of me wonders if she’d be happier in a different home, but I’m also really struggling with the idea of letting her go. Maybe it’s selfishness. Also embarrassing. Idk. I just know that right now something has to change because this isn’t working for either of us. Also I wonder if my twins fussiness and crying tendencies aren’t linked to the stress of this environment, my dog is truly high stress albeit so sweet when she’s sweet.

Now I’m pregnant with my third and I just feel like it’s time to decide. Has anyone been thru this? I’m so depressed.

Almost out of the 1st trimester but the nausea and fatigue is truly bringing me to my knees while chasing my 1 year olds who are very mobile and climbing and just very chaotic. I am leaning a lot on ms Rachel on days when I can barely get the energy to stand (it’s that bad sometimes) so I feel really guilty. I don’t have a village it’s just me and we can’t really afford consistent held right now.

Just doing the minimum in terms of keeping everyone clean fed and moderately entertained….kitchen and living room is a chronic disaster and my type A self is slowly dying inside. And honestly I do lash out every few days at my husband who is doing his best to help (dealing with most night wakings, laundry and cleaning once he’s home from work) and I just don’t feel like myself this is such a trying season. I need to deal with the stress in a more adult way, I truly feel like a whiny baby.

I also have a lot of anxiety about baby arriving and what that is going to be like. Anyway….i guess I’m venting and hoping to hear from some who have made it to the other side and have good experiences to encourage me. My body is at that point where I’m really starting to show (so much earlier than with my twins!) and I just feel overall uncomfortable in my skin + sick + like a total failure to my children and my household. Anyway….also mix this with much gratitude that so far this pregnancy is as healthy as can be. I’m a damn mess. Thanks all. Total stream of consciousness I’m sorry.