Lil is asleep at last after spending the morning fighting it.
She woke up in a bad mood after a restless night. Naturally I woke up in one too. I'm struggling today. My chest infection doesn't seem to be clearing and I have ulcers at the back of my throat. I also have PMT.
To say me and the kid aren't friends today would be an understatement. It's at times like this I look at her and think she's ruining my life. And she is, to a certain extent.
Of course I love her. Today I just don't like her.