I just don't know what to do with myself...

Our luxury of sleeping through was destroyed last night. Womster was awake 2-4, I got back to sleep at 4:30, Munchie woke at 5!

Ballet didn't happen. We had tears over the smallest thing. By 9:30 I was nidding off so went back to bed, I thought I had set my phone for an hour, forgot to press start, two hours later I was vaguely human.

Struggled to be motivated about anything today. Munchie has wanted daddy for everything. I've felt in the way. I was even told to get off the seesaw so daddy could get on.
Still, meant I got a few nice pictures..

Wom now has a big boy seat in my car, we popped out today to give it a try, think he likes if, he got upset whilst at the swings but I think he may have just got cold and uncomfy as once home he was happier.

Hoping the dark cloud that has hung over me all day will drift away tomorrow..