New to this site, and hoping to find that I am not alone in my frustration.

I have two bio children- daughters 9 and almost 1 year- and stepmom to a 6 year old and 2 1/2 year old. My fiance and I have known eachother since child hood. He was my first love, high school sweetheart, etc. etc. When I was going through my split from my ex, and he was going through his split from his ex, we reconnected. Oh did I mention that his ex was preggers with the 2 1/2 year old? Ah yes. But being how destined I felt and still feel we are, I was willing to jump any hurdle necessary. I'm afraid I may have jumped one hurdle too much :?

While loving my job as a hairstylist, and being a semi-involved step mom, I found out we were expecting our newest addition. Knowing that we were never going to be able to afford childcare for all of our munchkins, I knew I was going to have to figure something out. Being that I love kids, and have that natural paternal instinct, I decided to stay at home and do daycare. When I made this decision I was not even thinking about taking on my skids.

But with the economy, medical insurance, cost of living, etc. I knew that we needed to save the almost $600/mo we were spending on the skids going to daycare. After talking with the BM she agreed to having the kids stay with me and paying me a basically non-existent fee. I take full responsibility for being dumb enough to take this situation on.

However now I am dealing with SD 2 1/2 and all the horrible behavior that entails. And also getting no sympathy or help from the fiance. I am completley worn out from school shuttling, 2 under 3, soccer practice, homework, houskeeping, and so on. I have found myself not just resenting my skids, but my fiance as well. I know that in some instance I have brought this upon myself, but I think Ishould at least be getting some understanding from my future hubby.

The hilarious part of all of this, is that because the fiance is a part-time/part-time dad, he really doesn't understand how misbehaved his kids are. I am made to feel like I am just over reacting, and should put my big girl panties on. But on the weekends he has my skids, he can last a max of 2 hour without my help before he is losing his mind }:)

I have no idea how to handle this situation. I can't ship the skids back to daycare just yet, and I don't know how to make my fiance understand how physically, emotionally, and mentally draining all of this is. I am open to any advice out there!!!