Brad tells how he rushed home from work where he gets 40 hours of respite per week “supporting the family”, going on to describe he had to deal with a “trashed” house and his kids Knox, two, and Finn, six weeks, crying and screaming.
After spending hours trying to entertain and feed the kids he writes: “As the night rolls on and my patience wears thin; I reduce myself to keeping Knox quiet by allowing him to place stickers on my (very hairy) legs.”
He then recounts how his baby screams “as if I’ve thrown him at a wall by his legs.”
Finally, when his mother-in-law turns up to help, he admits he was barely coping.
“I open the door to her to reveal the fact that Knox’s noodles were still in a bowl on the table, stickers stuck to the goddam lounge, the house an absolute mess … That was only 16 hours of being a mum. And I failed.”
He finishes by writing: “I want to let the mums know I get it.”