After today Exh can bloody have my life if he thinks it's all sitting around in a big house while DD is taken care of at Nursery. I'd love to see him cope:
Dropped DD at Nursery. And not had a moments peace since 8.30. Health Visitor called just to see if I was ok. Put the phone down, and the pediatrician rung less than 2 minutes later.
He was moaning because he had a list of DDs appointments in front of him and he was getting into a bit of state because as well as her regular physio and hydrotherapy sessions which nursery accommodate, she has 6 other appointments in the next 3 weeks; a hearing test, an eye test, a hip xray then a seperate follow up appointment with her consultant, an appointment with the respiratory team and then an appointment with him (the pediatrician). He just couldn't see how i could fit it all in alongside her normal nursery days and having a normal social life outside of that tell me about it mate, I've been wondering how me or DD are expected to have friends for awhile now he got quite annoyed when I had no solution and told me he'd "sort it" because it's not fair for DD to basically miss out on a day of Nursery for appointments.
Finally got what felt like 10 minutes to myself at 10am. Decided as I'd walked to Nursery and back in the rain I'd have a bath. Of course as soon as I'd stepped into the bath the front door bell went. Bloody postman with a load of parcels for the entire street or so it felt they all put for them to come to me, because I'm a mug clearly
Get in my bath and the phone rings again
. Nursery this time, DDs had a fall and is struggling to walk. So get dressed, trek out in the rain to collect her. Take her to the Nurse at the doctors, thankfully they think she's fine and just landed funny.
So it's not even lunchtime, I've not eaten yet, I'm a mess because I've been in the rain and have just needlessly collected DD from nursery.
Decide I'm going to try and salvage the afternoon so drop her back off when it's stopped raining, get home. Cat is sick everywhere.
Cat and sick cleaned, I've finally had a sandwich and the phone bloody rings again
. This time it's the central booking centre for the local hospitals and clinics, the woman on the phone is trying to rearrange some of DDs appointments on the pediatricians request.
After a half hour trying to fit everything in around other commitments my own appointment with my GP, a Nursery meeting, a meeting with homestart who've finally found a volunteer for us and a meeting with the SW including the things that are time sensitive so need follow up within a few days like her hips as she's growing so fast her hips can change negatively in a few weeks so they need to pick up problems within a few days, and the tests that need to be done at particular times of day i.e. her eye test needs to be done in the afternoon after she's been in Nursery as the Nursery give her the drops before we leave to go to the clinic the tests conducted in so that she's not sat in a clinic/hospital waiting room needlessly as they feel it negatively affects her development. We decide it's easier to leave everything as it is and have a busy few weeks than try moving everything and possibly miss something or have to repeat things like xrays because we've missed the follow up time.
So now I have to call the pediatricians secretary and tell her that none of the appointments are changing and DD and I are just going to have no social life and DD won't be in Nursery on any day she's supposed to be for a few weeks, we'll cope, we always do!
Had an hours peace then headed out in the rain to get DD for a second time.
Had a 10 minute stand off in the car park with my 2 year old because she refused to get in her pushchair, didn't want to walk and didn't want to be carried
. In the end the manager and I fought her into the pushchair.
Walked to the supermarket with her screaming all the way there, I did try and calm her but she was having non of it so feeling like the worst mum in the world and getting funny looks all the way there because she just kept screaming "Help" which of course has to be one of the only 15 or so words she knows doesn't it? 
Let her chose a banana at supermarket. Paid for it at self service for her to have on the way round, opened it, banana was rotten all the way through, so went to complain at Customer Service, they opened all the other non-packaged bananas and they were all rotten
. They refunded me bloody 10p going back on my card, what must the bank think? but of course this happened to be the one time she decides to throw a tantrum, over a banana, really? 
So strap a screaming DD into her pushchair and finish my shopping as quick as I can.
Bag snaps clean round the top and drops my shopping in the middle of the road coming home.
And all I can do is cry! I think it was because that was the last of my money until the Tax Credits go in next Friday, and half my stuff was ruined I just lost it. DD will be ok, Nursery will feed her, but I got her fruit and stuff with the vouchers the HV gave me, and while I know if I go to my granddad and tell him what had happened he'd happily replace it all and more, but I want to be self sufficient, otherwise I'm just proving the Social Worker right that I can't parent without help.
Drag myself, a now very tired DD and what survived of the shopping home, and the cat isn't pleased to see me. The bugger She'd decided to kick all the litter out of her tray as soon as I set foot through the door because I hadn't fed her that moment.
All is calm now. Couldn't be bothered battling DD into her pyjamas so let her fall asleep in the vest she had on under her clothes at Nursery in front of In The Night Garden with a bottle of chocolate milkbecause the 4 pint of milk burst when it fell and I just couldn't be bothered to trek back to the shop for another so had to mix the bit we had left in the fridge with a bit of Nesquik Chocolate Powder my grandad bought me a few weeks ago.
So Exh if you want my life, you can have it, bet you soon bring her back.