Split with xp four months ago and he sees dd (11 months) one day a week (with me) and has her on his own for a few hours every Sunday. Yesterday he had a little party at his house where he took dd. When he bought her back he came in and insisted on telling me all about it (I had spent the day gardening and missing dd ). In the end he got the message I wasn't interested in his great day and left to go back to his guests. This morning at 5.30, dd decided it was time for her and mummy to get up and practise walking (love her heart). Ended up with us both going back to bed at 10am. I never sleep during the day when dd naps, but just had to today and now I feel all out of sorts. The bloody weather doesn't help and now I'm getting myself all wound up thinking about how much fun xp gets to have when I don't, although I know I'm the one who's better off as I am with dd all the time and she's an absolute joy. What a horrible bank holiday though, have spent the day so far talking to dd and nobody else. Roll on wine o'clock...