I was at work until 10 last night, got home at half past. At 1am DD woke up coughing (dry, tickly bugger) so I got up to sort her out. Then I got up at half five because I was back at work at 7am. It was a bad shift. I'm fucking knackered.
DH has gone out with a friend (pre-arranged and I go out whenever I like so no husband issues) but I've walked in on an extra child in house who is "singing" along to DD's "ukulele playing" and DS's frigging harmonica destruction.