Just that really. He doesn't sleep that well. He is seriously grumpy and wingey because of it. Our days start around 5/30/6am. I am not together with father though he has him two nights a week for 2 hours and saturday and sunday afternoons. I feel like I am living for the moment he comes and takes him off me... I am now tucked up in bed, warm, with my laptop and cup of tea.. heaven. I don't want it to end. Feel so guilty. Some days really wish I had a job so I could get away from him. Went to visit a childminder to try and get a couple of mornings off, but LO did not like it and just wanted to be held by me. I feel so selfish for wanting those mornings off. In September I will be going back to work 3 days a week... thats 6 months away :(