I’ve become snappy of late. Always apologetic afterwards, but I can’t believe the things that come out of my mouth in the first place. I think it’s because Amazing M has not transferred her amazingness in the day to the night.
So take note, partners of mothers who have not had proper sleep for ten months and counting: the bitch you chose to live with is not really your partner. It is the sleep deprived and desperate soul trying to make sense of this new-but-getting-old level of functioning. One day, when sleep is as abundant as complaints about the weather, there will be no erratic mood swings and transient Mrs Hydes (one hopes).