#Life #VlogMyDaily This day can be made by one person, I am so tired. That, Dad is a half useless
#Life #VlogMyDaily — Today felt like one of those days that could have been handled by one person, but it ended up falling entirely on me, and honestly, I am so tired. From the moment I woke up, the house demanded my attention: the dishes waiting in the sink, the beds unmade, the kids calling for breakfast, and the laundry that never seems to end. It felt as if every chore lined up, one after another, asking to be done immediately.
Meanwhile, Dad was there, but somehow only halfway helpful. I know he tries in his own way, but there are days when it feels like I’m doing everything while he watches from the sidelines. He’ll pick up one small task and think his job is done for the day. And me? I’m running around like a machine that can’t shut off—feeding the kids, cleaning the mess, wiping spills, fixing things, organizing, and trying to make the house feel like a home.
I’m exhausted, not just physically but mentally too. Sometimes it feels unfair, like the weight of the world is on my shoulders while he lifts only half of what he should. Maybe he doesn’t see how much I do. Maybe he doesn’t realize how heavy the load feels. Or maybe he thinks I’m strong enough to handle it all.
But despite the frustration, I keep going. Not because I’m forced to, but because I want my home to run smoothly, and I love my family. Still, I wish Dad would step in more—not halfway, but fully. I wish he could see how much teamwork matters.
Today was tiring, messy, and overwhelming, but it was real. This is my daily life, my vlog, my truth. And tomorrow, I’ll get up and try again.
