The thing which proper gets my goat is ...as we all know when ur a mum, u shower, do hair , occasionally make up, if ya rememeber deodrant, thats if baby doesnt cry inbetween putting clothes on and find the can.....and
YET...
When hubby gets home, he has a leisurely shower, uses the foot grater to remove his hard skin (yes he's a bloody poser)...moisturises (even the soles of his feet), dries his hair, irons a shirt for the following day, clips his friggin toes nails....make a coffee, brings a snack up FOR HIMSELF.
All whilst im running round like a flaming headless chicken!!
Last night he was all 'do u want a drink bringing up?'....I said 'NO THANK YOU I DO NOT HAVE TIME TO DRINK IT'....He didnt even flinch, didnt get what point I was tring to make.....jesus!!!
Do I want a drink>??!!?!??
No I actually wouldnt mind eating a snack without having to rock the bloody bouncer, whilst enduring sleep deprivation head pains and also to sit down and read a page of one of these bloody self help books I keep buying!!!
rant over, lol x