When I met my husband, I was 30 years old and a daughter after a divorce. He had no children. We started living together, he wanted a child, it didn't work out for a few years, and then I gave birth to a boy. It turned out to be not so raduzhno. The child is nervous, yells all the time, my husband seems to try to do something, but as soon as there is an opportunity to throw it on me, he uses it. And I'm fucking sick of it. Sometimes looking at his son and realize not want to be his mom. That there's no end to it.
#life #history #interesting

feels like i'm stuck in a whirlwind. i love my son, but it's so draining when the husband doesn't step up like he promised. i get it, parenting is hard, but i didn't sign up to be a solo act. some days it's just too much, and all i want is a break. anyone else been through this? how do you cope? 