Long gone are the days when I look forward to the weekend as a well-earned 48 hour hiatus in the working week.
It's been a 5.30am wake-up every morning for the last 10 days, and not because of work (I wish), but because when Maddy's up, the rest of the household bloody well should be too.
And given she's planning on staying at home this weekend (despite much encouragement to go elsewhere), the early wake-ups are set to continue.
I said to Kate that I'm more tired than I have been since Maddy was born. She said I was being wet, and obviously can't remember what it was like when we were really knackered.
Thanks for ruining my moment of self-pity, honey.
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