My DS is 22 months old. DP yesterday had a day at home to do work on the computer, so I was doing my normal routine when it comes to DS - we'd play, then watch cartoons, then lunch, then naptime, then he'll play on his own while I get on with housework etcetc...
All going swimmingly until...
DP: JESUS CHRIST! Do you ever STOP TALKING?!?! (with a massive grin on his face)
Me: Eh?! Say what now?
DP: You haven't bloody shut up all day, you'll run out of words in a minute!
Us: Arfarfarf gigglegigglegiggle.
Turns out I'm on my own with DS so much that I've got a running commentary going in English and Pidgeon Welsh! "Look at the pili pala! Isn't it pretty? Are you having fun playing gyda trains ! Awww, ti'n hoffi chwarae trains! Dai iawn! Nah, bach, you can't play here, mami doing the ironing! Mami smwthio!" and on and on!
Is this just a normal "mum stuck at home" thing? I've never been one for complete silence and DP thinks it's hilarious that I'm essentially talking to myself all day long. Is it unreasonable? I didn't even realize the extent to which I was doing it!
I feel quite embarrassed now!