I’ve never known a mother who lounges around in her pjs all day every day. And Noah probably hasn’t left her side because he knows she never bleeping lifts her arse off the couch so he might as well join her. That poor boy is missing out on so much.
Tuesday is my weekday off, we can’t drive anywhere as we only have 1 car at the moment and my partner needs it for work - still, we walk to her toddler gymnastics class, then she has a nap, then we spend the afternoon outside on the trampoline, we paint, we draw, she runs around the garden throwing a ball for the dog, she goes in the sandpit. And I still manage to keep my house clean and tidy and make her a meal that isn’t beige and full of crap. Charlotte has no excuse, she is just a lazy selfish bleep.