Mama Musings on Motherhood
4. Working day today. A minor spat this morning about who had time to pick up the dry cleaning means I am now late for work, won't get a seat on the tube and am generally in a total grump. Combined with general 'how come I always seem to be the one scrubbing pans?' (or replace by any number of pathetic housewifely nags) plus general stress of having to organise our first holiday abroad in 4 years and I am left believing this is one of those days where I am left wondering:
How can I love my family so much, yet hate my life in equal measure?
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