I really had that tonight, I had one of those days that I just really didn't feel like being a Mum. DH has gone off to the footy (go the Power), and I thought that if 1 of them even jumped within 5 cm of me I was going to lose the plot.
I love my little bunnies to the moon and back, but, really, today *I* just wanted to be the one going to the footy!!
My DH works long hours for one weeks of the month, and also travels a bit. I get so tired sometimes, of holding fort by myself, worry about who is eating what, where we're at the with toilet thing, when is the right time for beds, are the happy, are the watching too much TV ... blah blah blah.
Just a general winge... sorry.
While I'm at it, a new term of play group and kindergym have just started, and for some reason we are going through at the questions at the moment. "Are they twins?" "Are the identical?" "Do twins run in the family?", It really is wearing me out. Perhaps now that the girls are in bed, I should go off and have a glass of wine.
Maybe this should go in the venting section - doh!
Cheers,
Kate
Alicia and Sophie 2/12/02



