All yesterday afternoon was spent with me in bed or with my head down the loo with a horrible sickness bug.
I went to bed about four pm (obvioulsy still had to get up in the night with baby). I've come down this morning and literally the place looks like its been burgled. In between bouts of vomiting yesterday, all I could hear was DP telling the children off for one reason or another. Now I know they can be annoying but he told me later on that he needed to do some work. I told him that it was pretty pointless trying to do somethingby that you may need privacy for when they are around.
I now have to spend the day with my stomach feeling like its been scopped out and cleaning up a shit hole.