DH works 12 hour days on weekends so I'm home alone with 2DDs (1 and 3), pregnant with DC3, battling depression (long standing, relatively under control). DD2 decided it was time to get up at 4.30am today, followed by DD1 at 6am...really wasn't sure how I was going to get through the day!
Now we're just getting ready for bathtime I'm feeling pretty pleased with myself. The girls have played nicely together, we took the dogs for a walk, DD2 napped for an hour and a half while me and DD1 watched a film I might have closed my eyes and I managed to tidy the lounge and kitchen.
I then made tea of pasta, baked fish, broccoli and lettuce...random but not all mixed together as DD1 is a fussy little bugger doesn't like any food touching and will barely touch veg/salad. Anyway, they both ate it all then DD1 asked for more lettuce!
We've had a right giggle and they've made me feel proud today. Don't get me wrong, I have days where I could just lock myself away and cry. Aibu to feel pretty chuffed with myself? Anyone else feeling like a winner for just getting through the day?