I have now grown to hate Saturdays - one of my two "days off" - because Darren has gone back to playing stupid cricket every Saturday from 12. At first I didn't mind I thought I could catch up with people but the thing is weekends are family time and most of my friends have kids now and I feel I am interrupting family time. I probably wouldn't be feeling so down if I wasn't missing mum so much - I get so jealous of people who have their parents there for them. This would be when I could pop round and see her and then cricket on Saturday wouldn't be an issue... I also get really aggro.... it sucks she should be here it shouldn't have been her who died she was just getting her life back and it was snatched away. She's missed both of her daughter's childrens' birth, one wedding (mine) and who knows what else. I guess this isn't just about Saturdays after all.... sorry to get that out onto you just feeling down and out and honestly am today sick of spending my time with a child... it will pass but that is my b!tch today.... my husband should be here with his family or I should at least be with mine but there is no one here... now slipping into self pity... mmmm... time to slap myself out of it