Thats how I feel. Absolutely at the top of the tree. Yesterday was pure, unadulterated crap, Toddler R was on some sort of mega hype and Baby R was on a feeding frenzy. My nice, chilled out night with a friend watching Glee to cheer me up (yes, I am a Gleek!) was ruined by Toddler R refusing to go to bed and ending up shut in his bedroom with the stairgate on at 9.30, at which point I had pretty much lost the will to live ...
Yet, despite only being up for an hour, I have already felt mega resentful towards Mr R for lying in bed snoring while I start the day with Baby R, lost it twice with Toddler R, and I can see I am just making this household a miserable place to be.
So maybe I need to just stay at the top of my tree, on my own, out of everybodys way, until I feel it is safe for all concerned for me to come down. Maybe just a day off, without having to make sure everyone is fed, watered, safe and happy. Maybe just a day of other people looking after my needs for a change.
Yeah right, thats going to happen!
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