I don't know whats wrong with me. I cant sleep. Instead of asking my other half lets talk, I am here on the net. With absolutely nothing to do. Does any1 else feel men don't understand the tiny little thrills that keep women alive. Like popping out for a chocolate cake or a bottle of beer or a crispy chicken burger ,,, when your whole little world has fallen asleep.
In the early years I could tell him. But now I am a @ home mother... I feel like actually I am indirectly made to feel like I cant.