YW I wish my ILs would do something like that, Christmas MIL in particular is a bloody nightmare. No matter the effort put in, it's never enough and she makes it very clear - not a nice feeling at all.
Another horrid night. Kept F up til 8 in the vain hope she might sleep . She managed til 4 with only one back-patting-near-miss at 11.30. And then all hell broke loose, again. Screaming for ages again, before finally nodding back off and sleeping a few more hours, on my chest. And not before there had been tears from me and dh too.
DH won the "twat of the week" award too (and not in a loveable-twat way but a twat-twat way) - when F woke up at 4, I nudged him and said, "can you get up with her?" His response to that was, "but I'm getting up in the morning with her" My response coloured the air blue 
and pointed out in no uncertain terms that I didn't give a flying fuck as I got up every night, and every morning. And he had been farting so the room stank, which merely added fuel (natural gas) to the fire.
Anyway.
Apple I hope you don't have too sore a head this morning, although I suppose perversely sometimes the physical pain can help to detract from the emotional. Either way, I hope today is manageable.
Chasing delighted to hear of date success - good job the storm hadn't hit or it could have been an interesting afternoon! Enjoy the peace and quiet and me time this morning.
YW I would love books I guess, or some really fancy indulgent chocolate, ready for when J stops bf or can tolerate dairy. Or nice perfume. I stopped wearing perfume when pregnant and haven't started again. The one time I wore some, a few months ago, F freaked out as clearly mummy didn't smell right.
Happy birthday to the quichlet whose birthday it is - is it the foal? Can't remember but hope you have a lovely day and enjoy nomming wrapping paper and boxes.