I haven't had the best week of my life. Nothing to dramatic has happened, there is just a tension in the house that we can't seem to cut through. Not sure why we are all on edge, but we are.
My 6 year old in particular is being very hard to get on with. Yesterday she actually locked me out of the house when I went outside to put the rubbish in the bin. I was so angry that it was actually a good thing I was outside in the fresh air, it kept me calm. If my 12 week baby boy was outside with me I would have gone for a little wander down the street to cool down a bit. When she eventually opened the door I very calmly told her to go to her room and to stay there. For good measure I sent my son to his room as well, and had a nice cuddle with my baby on the couch.
Today has been much better. I have been treading water for the last 10 weeks and am so far behind in everything it is stressing me out. So today I finished all the washing finally, did my grocery shopping on-line (love that I don't have to walk into a supermarket), baked with my boy (honey peanuts, chocolate cake and date loaf), played with my two boys which was lots of fun, went for a walk while my boy rode his bike and watered my poor wilting plants.
Such an improvement on the last week, I am going to bed feeling like I have achieved something finally.