half the time i'm doing this and that thinking 'oh, he's been at work all day', then the next minute i'm quietly seething at feeling i do everything.
i don't really, he does a bit of housework on his day off, and baths dd every other night, but i do get days when i think how come he is allowed two days off of his job but mine is 24 hours?
am i being a soft touch? or am i taking for granted that i am the lucky one as i love my job as a full time mummy and wouldn't swap places with him for any money you could offer.