Jesus wept, my bloody Facebook newsfeed is full of happy, happy updates about the wonderful, fun-filled day my Mum-friends have had on beaches, in parks, up fucking mountains with their sunny natured and beautifully behaved children.
Please, before I curl up on the floor and start sobbing, somebody tell me that they've been refereeing arguing siblings, enduring endless tantrums, wrestling with over-tired babies, dragging their children home in disgrace from days out? Please? Somebody? Somewhere?