Ds will finally reliably take a bottle of expressed milk so I went out last night. All good intentions of having only a couple and coming home around 11, well that didn't quite happen.
Before Ds I never got hangovers, I'd be up and fine the next day.
But omg I feel like I'm dying. Dp brought me a cup of tea and nurofen which eased my headache a little bit, but still I feel awful. He says I need food and he'll make me a bacon but I'm not so sure 🤢
And my boobs are killing from not feeding. Why did no one warn me of this 😫