Just came on to have a whinge. It's not even 10.30am and already I am completely fed up.
Toddler ds woke me at 5.45, got up came downstairs , bent down to pick something up and crashed my head on the mantelpiece (so hard it dented the bloody shelf!!) not long after ds headbutted me.
Had to do the weekly shop and it was spent with ds screaming the whole way around. He then didn't want to get back in the car so had to try and wrestle him in for about ten minutes.
Got back decided to put some toast on for us, a couple of minutes later I walk into the kitchen to see the toaster is on fire. Managed to put it out and luckily ds was in the other room. The cause was a teething granules sachet had fallen into it and had obviously set on fire when I turned it on.
The house looks a state already, dh is working till half seven both today and tomorrow, ds is grumpy because he's tired and I'm just fed up :( wish I was at work!