Bad mother confession #173: A mother's love is unconditional.
But even that gets pushed to the limits at half 9 at night when the kids are hanging over the edge of your bath after you've resigned yourself to call an early end to the day, dinnerless, having endured two and a half hours of madness and mayhem and faced with two trashed bedrooms, post-bedtime. And then they have the cheek to say they're tired in the morning. *drums fingers on the table*
Brilliant :)
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