I think this must be the chinese water torture thing for lone parents?
I try to have a break while he is asleep but the fridge kicks in and it is the same musical tone as ds' muffled crying upstairs.
So I cant relax and keep going to check if he is crying or if it's the fridge.
It's often the fridge.
If it's the fridge I feel ok for a bit longer
but sometimes it isn't the fridge, it is ds crying and then I hate the fridge and panic as I am not ready for the fridge ds to wake up
(not finished small vodka and tonic after shit day)
gaaaaagh