Stressed

Most parents love bedtime...that time when you tuck in the kids and read a book, do the simple cleaning then get alone time with your mate. I hate bedtime. Its nothing but stress. Its Deze running from room to room ripping things up. Its me in tears from chasing her and trying to remain calm with her for hours on end while trying to get her to sleep. Its her sucking her toes and biting her fingers till they bleed and laughing at me.
Its me knowing there are lots of dishes and laundry waiting for me to get done....and a trashed living room from her waiting as well....Its things I cannot do with her awake safely, its thinks that I alone do. Its making me feel like I am nothing, like I am a nobody who just lives to try to remain calm with a child that pushes every button she can, and once she does that she makes some up. I feel like I fail cause nearly every night she is still up at 11:30pm when germ gets home and he has to put her to bed.
During this time I do the dishes, laundry and general pickup of the house. Then Gabe goes to bed about 3-4am....and then the days starts all over. My worry is soon I have to do school as well. Tajia has to be there at 8am....means leaving here at 7:30am. I am not sure I can do this....hell I am not sure I can keep doing what I have to do now!
I know it will be ok...but I had this feeling.