Does anyone else ever just get plain fed up of this motherhood thing - god I love my ds but my life has now become so predictable that you could set your watch by it. Get up get ds ready for nursery, work, nursery, dinner tv bed and it doesnt change much at the weekends Saturdays are shopping and some form of entertainment for ds and Sunday are park, do mother's hair entertain ds and cook dp's dinner - dont get me wrong there are times when I love being a mother but today I am so bored of the whole thing - Monday morning blues I suspect but sometimes the whole thing just really gets me down