I'm upstairs working and all you can hear is screaming and crying.
OH been up since 6 this morning trying to buy a PS5 he obviously can't get one so he's in a fit off rage like a kid.
Poor DD & DS crying because they want juice and breakfast. I feel tempted to just take the day off but I won't be paid.
I feel like a fucking awful mum!
He should of got up when I did and sorted the kids out but he's been in fucking bed.