That's how I feel. I can't be arsed, I'm sick of people needing things from me. I'm sick of having to think of everything all the bloody time. I'm tired, I'm worn out and I feel like every day is Groundhog Day. I work part time which everyone thinks is amazing but the other days I'm doing a 16 hour shift with a toddler who is never happy, and I mean never. Then I had to wrestle into pyjamas because they were overtired. Why the moaning, I do nice things with you, you have fun toys, we play together but no. Do you ever dread waking up in the morning? As a parent, or is it just me? Then I stay up too late to have a bit of down time and I'll regret it soon as it will all start again in about 5 hours. Just waiting on someone telling me I should be grateful. It is Mumsnet after all...feel free to roast