I got pregnant at 18 I’m now 22 with two babies but…

I really want to party. I want drink. I want to have fun. I have a 3 year old and a 4 month old. I’m breast feeding and can’t even drink when I put them to bed. I have no friends probably because I pushed them all away due to me being overwhelmed by motherhood responsibilities. My husband isn’t much help.

I just came home from visiting my mom today. The house was a huge mess. I called my husband a pig and started rage cleaning. I’m halfway done cleaning and feel bad for getting so mad at my husband but DAMN it was a disaster like how tf?!

While I’m taking my a break I got on Instagram. I see random chicks who I don’t know on there having the time of their life. (Explore page)

It took me back to right before I got pregnant. I had just turned 18 and was starting to have a nice friend group who likes to have fun. But being a mom, I never get to do anything fun.

I never do anything for myself. I don’t even really know who I am anymore. I just identify as a mom. I love my babies don’t get me wrong but I think staying home all the time & not doing anything for ME is driving me mad! Motherhood met me early. I never got to do the things I planned on doing before becoming a mom.

I try to be the best mommy. I devote my entire day to my children. But I’m sad. I have no one to talk to. My parents live 3 hours away. I’m having marriage issues and just feel like I’m falling apart while I’m faking being the happiest ever…

Okay rant over.