DC1 (4yrs) and DC2 (2yrs) endlessly demanding this toy out, that building, batteries in this, drinks, another toy out etc etc. DC3 (7m) mercifully still having a nap in cot. Dog bashing at the door to go out, come in etc etc. DH at work and will be until the kids are in bed. I am having fantasies about lying on the sofa with a cup of tea and watching a film. Feeling that I would rather be anywhere but here today and racked with guilt to feel that way because I know I am so lucky to have such beautiful, healthy children. Anyone feeling the same way? It feels very lonely sometimes doesn't it when DH feels hard done by for working 7 days but has absolutely no idea what being at home with them all involves?