barking orders at the DC, whilst MNing? Have had day from hell which got 100X worse at about 4.30 - I mean worse as in loose-bowelled 'fuck fuckity fuck what the hell am I going to do, the bloody system has crashed arrrggghhhh' sort of way. Finally got home just before 7. DH had made cottage pie for him and the kids (lord love the little domestic god ) and made their sandwiches for tomorrow. But not done hw or anything else . So did hw, made myself some salad, run bath for DS~2 and then sat down here and don't intend to move! Older 2 DC recognise mummy's 'don't push me' mood and are bustling round sorting DS#2 out and generally acting as my second and third in command.
So am I? Don't I have bloody lovely kids and DH?
Don't say IABU or I shall bite you!