Father's Day

Anyone else have mixed feelings about father's day? I just think about the fact that I'm the default and he will typically hold/take care of her if I ask..like if I need to shower or go out to do something.I also think about the fact that I get up in the night..he doesnt..I get her ready for the day before I work (I start at 8 am sharp..his job is lenient). And particularly last night I was exhausted from getting our baby to sleep but he was tired from staying up playing video games.My daughter is everything to me and I think I'm doing a great job but he could...certainly be more helpful and asking for help all the time without volunteering is exhausting. I'm also curious to how you all split responsibilities.

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Grieving my old life

Does life get any easier after losing yourself after you have a kid? For context, it’s my husband’s birthday today and we are nerds. He wanted to spend time with our 5 month old son and I while we played magic the gathering at our local card game store. Unfortunately, I barely got to play due to our son getting fussy and ready for bed so I took our son home while he stayed and played. I just realized I do not get to do the things I use to while my husband continues to get to do things and I beat myself up for feeling this way. I love and adore my son. He is the best blessing I could’ve ever asked for. Deep down I just grieve my old self and things I loved to do but now I don’t do them anymore cause I neither have the time or energy to do so. Is this normal to feel this way?

How would you handle this?

My daughter fell down a flight of stairs today in school. She asked to go to the nurse but the nurse was on lunch when she went. She was never sent back and she came home from school limping. She's 7. She was crying in pain and then I have her some Tylenol and an ice pack and she's been running around and doing cart wheels and horsing around with her sisters and seems fine now. What would you do? Not sure if I should leave it alone or what

My MIL wont shut up about my daughters eyes

MIL is upset because my daughter doesnt have colored eyes and needs to mention it everytime we see them. For context, my husband has blue eyes and my son has blue eyes. I have hazel eyes and my daughter has dark hazel eyes, almost brown.
My daughter will be 2 yrs old in a couple weeks. Since the day she was born, MIL has been obsessed with the fact that she doesnt have blue or green eyes. She bring her to the light to see if she can see some color. She jokes and says theyre starting to become greenish blue i see it.

Today we went over for lunch, she said: its crazy how she got the dark eyes gene. But she said it in a condescending, pitiful way, as if my daughter is not as pretty because her eyes are brown.

She is also so sensitive and a drama queen, if i say something she will start acting as a victim. So i just shut up, but it really bothers me that she sees my daughter as less because of her eye color.

How would you feel about this? My neice (persian) who is 4 has a bit of a mustache (not that noticeable but from close up you can tell) and my brother keeps asking her why she has a mustache! Shes 4!!!

Shes at that stage where now shes noticing her body even more and it breaks my heart. My sister has fought with him about it but he still does it. They both live together. His wife just smirks and shes a psychologist. I need advice because its pissing me off

Nursery

Hi my daughter left nursery last year to start school she had been there since she was 9 months old. My youngest is due to start there in September she’ll be 11 months old we never thought to look round it as it’s the same manager and most of the staff are the same so thought what would change. But my friend went to look round it today for her son and she said the pre school room was so messy and hectic and she felt like the staff were just watching the children not actually playing with them.
Now I’m in two minds of what to do. Is this ok for a preschool room to be like this? Or have they taken on too much that they can handle (I know they have to have ratios but the ratio is ridiculous)

Help

I’m posting anonymously because I’m honestly embarrassed and don’t really know who else to ask. I’m a young mom to a 6-month-old, and I feel like I’m completely drowning right now.

My daughter’s dad and I have been going through a really painful separation. We’ve gone back and forth between trying to fix things and realizing that things may never be healthy between us. There has been a lot of hurt, resentment, broken trust, arguing and feeling like I’ve been replaced. I still care about him, but at the same time I feel like I’ve lost so much respect for the way certain things have been handled. It’s exhausting trying to coparent with someone while also grieving the relationship and still being emotionally attached.

I feel like I’m constantly trying to prove that I’m growing, apologizing and fixing everything, while also taking care of our baby and trying to keep my own life together. I’m currently behind on bills and waiting on money that was supposed to be deposited. I’m trying to figure out rent, childcare, work and how to provide for my daughter, and it feels like everything is falling apart at the same time.

Lately I’ve been feeling incredibly hopeless, numb and overwhelmed. I love my daughter more than anything, and she is the reason I keep pushing, but I’m scared that I’m not strong enough to keep carrying all of this by myself. I feel guilty for even admitting that because I know she deserves a mom who has it together, but I genuinely feel like I’m running on empty.

I’m not looking for judgment, relationship bashing or people telling me to “just leave and move on.” I’m looking for advice from moms who have been through a painful breakup, financial hardship and postpartum emotions all at once. How did you rebuild your life? How did you emotionally detach while still having to coparent? How did you stop feeling like your whole future was gone? And are there any resources for struggling moms that actually helped you?

Please be kind. It took a lot for me to post this.