(I know i've splet that wrong btw!)
last night frist night out since boy has been born - in fact first night out since like erm I found out I was PG - and he's 9.5 months, so all I want is a little time to chill with my mates - after all he's bween out with his since J has been born. we're talking a place where drinks are £4.95 for 8 so I could have got quite drunk as we all agreed a round each! but no I stuck to my 2 drinks with dinner and that was all, even bloody came home early cos I was absoulty knackered at 12.45 instead of 2 like most others. but get this.
J was passed to me when I came in for a bottle then every time he woke up during the night I woke up cos he was left to cry and finally DH comes into bed this morning with J at 7.30 - J is obviousylwanting to start the day saying (and this is the best bit)
'i'm tired, i've been up since 9am yesterday, I want some sleep' - well how about that's my fucking life! up EVERY day at 6-6.30, incl the w/e's, puts up with all the nappy changes, all the screaming fits. up ion the night and do you see me bloody moaning i'm tired, do you see me taking the boy into him after he's had a night out to get him out of bed god i'm sooo pissed off right now, all I wanted was a night out and a lay in this morning, but NO can't have that. URGHGGGHHHH.