I have really enjoyed them (mostly) but I feel exhausted and skint and fed up (with myself not the DC).
I work part time (so the DC were in childcare on those days) but the days I have been with the DC have been really full on and I don't feel like I have pleased either of them some days (big age gap between the two).
I had lots of plans but some most haven't come to fruition which I feel guilty about and now we are running out of time 
I always imagine everyone else frolicking their way through the six weeks 
At the beginning of the summer I vow to be like Mary Poppins but end up more like Cruella Deville.