Does anyone else ever get the feeling that they are hopeless at just about everything they do? I have that feeing tonight. A disastrous dinner, bath, bed routine has left me feeling like the worst mother alive. I am back at work tomorrow, and that is a place where I definitely don't feel anything like a superhero. I have failed in my quest to lose any weight - if anything I am eating more!

I am about to give up my career to stay at home with my children, and that is something I want more than anything else - despite the massive changes and adjustments I know it will involve. But nights like tonight make me wonder whether it is something they want????? Would they prefer not to have me around if I seem to inspire such chaos?????????