I wasn't pissed off with DH at all until this evening, when he snapped at the online shop arriving and me having dared to order more stuff for the freezer. Now ceeej will understand this, but when you work in a lab, you learn how to optimise freezer space, so I can fill a freezer like I'm winning at tetris, and still have space left over - DH is more of the kick the door as you close it school of thought. Anyway, it ended up with some of my hand cooked meals from pre-baby being kicked across the floor, and Some Words being spoken. He is upstairs whilst I sit downstairs with Em right now.
it is not helping that DS is being a bloody nuisance right now. He is up and down all night like a yo-yo, wakes up at 5 yawning but refusing to go back to bed, refuses his afternoon nap, and then fights sleep, despite screaming from about 4pm because he is so knackered. he is managing on about 8 hours sleep in 24, which is not enough for a 2.9 yo, so we are struggling with him. and Em has this cold so is not sleeping well as she is all snuffly. But I could cope with just her, it's the combination of two of them which is knackering us. How the hell anyone manages with more I do not know!!
plus I am feeling so hideous and fat right now, and my boobs started leaking again today, so every time I fed on one side, was gushing from the other like a fountain. thank god for the sling to hide the massive wet patches! not my best day, just feel quite down and crappy.
anyway, think I am away to bed early tonight, as Em is asleep, there is nowt on TV, and there is a delightful atmosphere in the house. sigh.