Sitting here waiting for my child's bus to arrive home from school, the second child's bus comes an hour after that.

And I'm an anxious, fidgeting wreck. Every afternoon I dread the thought of my children coming home. I get a few hours a week to myself and every afternoon waiting for them to come home feels like a clock ticking on a bomb inside me.I hate feeling this way, I just can't stand the constant fighting and tantrums when neither of them get what they want. There's quite an age gap between them so they rarely agree on anything.I'm tired of this parenting thing. I just want some peace and quiet. via /r/Parenting http://ift.tt/2f0n9n5