Is it bad that I have woken up for the last 3 mornings wishing it was Monday so I could go to work?!?!

So over the whinging clingy monsters in my house ATM. Sick of the biting. Sick of the selective deafness. Sick of having both kids permanently attached to me for no reason other than the other one is. Seriously, one kid will be playing happily then the other will decide he/she needs a cuddle, then happy kid turns into jealous monster & tries to get in between. Sick of being tired. Sick of having simple tasks turn into a battle. Sick of constant washing, cleaning, cooking blah blah blah. Sick of being mum

At least at work, it is nice & peaceful. I can actually get something done. I'm looking forward to increasing my days soon. I hate that I'm not enjoying being mum at the moment. I struggle to find moments to enjoy. My babies are growing up too fast & I hate it.