There was an old woman who lived in shoe…

and had so many children her uterus fell out.

That’s my current state of mind.

When the boys were younger, in that hell that is two children aged 0 and 2, 1 and 3, 2 and 4 (this was the worst – and in fact instigated a period of about 6 months of self-inflicted exhile from anywhere public with both children at the same time except for the very occasional trip to a g.a.t.e.d. park), I had a saying that I started each and every day as Mary Poppins and ended it as Cruella deVille.