Hi I just want to put a word in for the unyummy mummies you see in their trackpants with baby spit on their tops. Perhaps these women are not coping. I for one could not get dressed and out the door before midday, had ZERO family support (newly moved to the town three months before DD was born) and in hindsight had a pretty terrible case of post traumatic stress disorder. I'm fairly sure that having immaculately blow dried hair wasn't a big priority there for about a year of my life. Instead of criticising, how about we all show some compassion. That might be the only sign that woman is displaying that things are terrible and she is slowly drowning at home.