Excuse moan but...
DD1 has started school - she's settling in well and I hate it. Feels like I'm now trapped in a daily horrid commute that mainly consists of cajoling two (4 year old and 2 year old) tired grumpy hungry children across busy roads, on and off buses, carrying bags of stuff, standing around in cold playgorounds etc etc. Took me nearly 2 hours (!!)to collect DD and get home again and we're only about than a mile from the school. Can't believe I've got years and years of this ahead of me.
I know I'm BU, but am just hating it. can I blame being heavily pg for grumpiness?