I am a mum of 4 kids. Yes, we meant to have the 4th (it's the only one we planned, the others surprised us).  I don't know why, but I find women lie to each other about how great it is.  And some bits are great, don't get me wrong, but there are lots of bits that suck.

Like the lack of sleep and school holidays!  When I had my 1st baby, I was so in love with her... but I didn't like her much.  She cracked my nipples, she didn't sleep during the day AT ALL, and she screamed at me until she went blue. She took up all my time and I couldn't do all the spontaneous, fun things I used to do.  She pooped, she threw up and she ate.  Tell me, what about this is fun again??

But my friends with babies (fwb's) all coo-ed and gaa-ed and gushed when they talked about their babies.  I sometimes did too, but mostly, I just shut my mouth for fear of my truth coming out and everyone thinking I was a 'bad' mother.

I had times where I put her in the cot, shut the door and went outside to scream and calm down.  Now this kid was demanding... every second I wasn't amusing her, she screamed.  I must have stunk, cos some mornings, I couldn't even get a shower.  Yet all my fwb's looked fresh as daisies when ever we met for 'coffee'.  Now don't get me stared on that... How I longed for a HOT cup of coffee.

But, a sucker for punishment, I went back there 3 more times! What was I thinking?  Oh, that's right, I wasn't... It was the hormones. I will tell you about them next time.....