Stunt I read your post in the middle of the night and have been mulling over a response all day. I think everyone else has it covered though. You are incredible. Really incredible. I snapped at 5.5months and switched to FF, spending a night locked in the spare room with my iPod on and forcing D(in-this-context)P to step up to the plate and take over non-work-night nights. It worked for us, and although we still have multiple night wakenings (admittedly decreased from half-hourly to 1,2 occasionally 3 a night) life is much more manageable when we are tag teaming the sleeplessness. Your DH NEEDS to get on board and help you out. I just wish I could fly over and give you a great big hug.
Have a super lovely holiday izzy You sooo deserve it
xo
Fab news madame - well done you!
Also well done VQ - they would be mad not to give you the job. Keeping everything crossed for the next stage xxxxxxxxxxxx
Pass I am so happy to see you back! Sorry I didn't reply earlier (muppet here went out with a flat mobile..) but glad you are okay. I can sort of relate to weird/anxiety feelings around periods and dreading the next one. Big hugs.
Sorry C is still poorly apple
YW I sniggered when I read your FB status earlier. M has suddenly clicked onto mobility fecking dog and last night we watched her disappear out of the lounge. Quietness reigned and I knew she couldn't have gone anywhere as all doors/gates were shut. Anyway, had the wee sod not sneaked back in and was sitting drinking, yes DRINKING, grapefruit juice out of a stray GLASS I had left sitting down the side of the sofa

Thank you all for thinking of me. I would like to reiterate that I really do not deserve it. You are only hearing my side of the story which, when I am in a pissy mood, is incredibly biased. I am just as horrific back to him when in a sleep-deprived, PMT mood. He has a tendency to strop off whilst I am the mouthy shouty one. These past 2 months have also been the longest we have ever spent together. Ever. So it is a minor miracle we are still battling on together. I am not making excuses for him because, frankly, he is/was a twat. But I am/was also a twat. And now I just feel really embarrassed that I vented to you all again.
Arghh, what I am trying to say is as awful as the bad bits are, the good bits still slightly outweigh those small moments. And, while I continue to develop my plan B in the back ground, I am sticking this out until my date in January that we have assigned to sort our lives out by.