I hate my life. I wish I had not become a mom. I carry all the load. I've asked my husband before to take starting the laundry and loading the dishwasher off my plate and he hasn't. When he does, he asks more questions than it's worth. I don't want to have to tell you what to do while I'm also trying to get things done. It just slows me down. I can just do it. And my daughter is a jerk. She's 6. She thinks she knows everything. And WHINES SO MUCH to try to get her way. I absolutely hate it. I can't wean my 2.75 year old because I get irrationally angry when he cries for "boo boo." I want to keep driving straight in a sharp turn. My husband would have no choice but to get his shit together then!