My DD is awake. I am meant to be having an early night, I am tucked up in bed, plate of cheese and bread, big glass of apple juice, half hour on MN, maybe watch holby city repeat from last week.
I am exahusted, and I just want some peace and quiet!
Is it toooo much to ask? One bloody day when I don't have to get up and down up and down like an effing yo-yo.
Why did DH go out tonight. He always goes out when I have an early night, which means I look after DD who always wakes up when I am here on my own.
AND... if I go in to see her in a moment and she has taken a pooey nappy off and spread it like chocolate spread all over herself and her cot, again... I AM GOING TO SCREAM.
There moan over.