Yeah, ditto what evil said. The sacrifices some of you make and the hurdles some of you face are awe-inspiring. Am so lucky to have no issues on that front.
Today is my last day of freedom. Back to work on Monday. My secretary sent me an email y'day outlining the stationery arrangements she had made for me, and asked if I would like anything else. Um, 6 months more maternity leave, a lottery win, a magic overnight weightloss, new wardrobe, a new car, and nothing in the demanding client/lazy colleague category either. Hmmm. Chances of any of that in the slim-to-fuck-all bracket.
DD and DS at nursery today, am trying and failing not to do any chores and have some me time instead. But I don't know what that is anymore. Plus I am a sad act who actively enjoys and is soothed by sorting, tidying, cleaning. [loser emoticon]
MM that would give me rage. Like this --> 
horsy that all sounds a bit shite. 
Sophia fingers crossed you get what you want.