The Crack Up

It's finally happened.

After 5 out of 6 days of lone parenting, of nights filled with coughing and sick bowls, of 'Mum, he's wrecking my game', of 'Mum, he threw a car at my head', of 'Wah, he bit me' of 'Mummy, poo-poo, in pants' of 'Ew is that dinner?' of lost shoes, of endless washing up, of naughty steps, tantrums, meltdowns, smacked bums, no sleep, headaches and rages, I've finally hit the wall.

Either they go or I do.