I need people to tell me i am and get a grip.
Today im 30. Dp has bought me, gin (I am breastfeeding 12week old dd), slippers (booty kind that I can't get on my feet) and a hard back book(after a whole conversation about preferring my kindle at the mo because I only get time to read when dd feeds and hardback are impossible to hold).all got from Tesco, which happens to be the only shop open after he finishes work.I could cry.zero thought has gone into the gifts,the card says basically, love you you're a good mum. Later we will be taking dcs park.I abu to whinge but I needed the moan.