Thanks, chica.
Long story short...
I get home after a long stressful day, bathe the kids, feed them, entertain them, (finally) get out of my work clothes, clean up the kitchen, wrestle kids to bed, etc.
My mom locks herself in her room (to "recover" she says) the whole time I'm running around. I get settled in, to unwind a bit and discover I still need to go out and get milk. *sigh*
I ask my mom why she couldn't let me know when I called earlier that we needed milk and her response is "You made coffee this morning. Why didn't ~you~ notice?"
She goes on and on about how ~exhausted~ she is and how she's going to have a nervous breakdown, etc. It's like she doesn't stop and realize that I am supporting this household by myself and I don't have the luxury of being "off the clock" nights and weekends.
< /vent >
Man... you're the one who's going to have the nervous breakdown!
My mother stayed home with all of us, did the cooking and cleaning and educating. She also tried very hard to never greet my father with a "Take them, it's your problem!" attitude. I hope to be like that myself someday. Of course, once I was old enough to babysit it was "Let's ditch the kids for a couple hours" but that's different... yeah, dealing with kids is stressful but! so is working out of the house!