A bloody day off. I don't mean off paid work, as I'm on maternity leave. I mean I would like for the cleaning, cooking and washing up to be done, and for the house to be lovely and tidy without me having to lift a finger.
I haven't stopped for days, I somehow got roped into hosting a NYE party for DH's family, and true to form, he did nothing to help clear up, despite promises. I've spent the last two days catching up.
Maybe I'm just feeling a bit down about my birthday, as it's a truly shit time to have one and always a bit of a let-down. I'm a bit secretly disappointed, as was hoping DH would arrange a baby-sitter, and take me out. But he's told me that he's planning on taking me and the 4 DCs out for a meal. This is a lovely gesture, but to be honest, it would probably just be stressful. I'm being an ungrateful bitch, aren't I?