Whinge

My back hurts. I think I ovulated twice this week. I have a headache. I had to see a gynaecologist today and the observing med student went pale while listening to my medical history. People keep saying I had two normal births and one c-section and I'm not allowed to hit them. If Rob got five hours sleep last night that's the most he could have got. Gotten. Argh. It's raining all the time and we have tons of laundry. The neighbourhood has LOADS of new cats and at least one of ours has started peeing indoors because of it. We don't do half the things we plan to do because someone is forever getting ill or having a bad day.

That's enough of that. We still have enjoyable days almost all the time, the house is much less revolting than it used to be, the children are lovely people, our friends are lovely people, and my art is out there in public being looked at. Yay!