Now, I'm not a violent person at all , but....Bloody'ell!

Hubby won't leave his trainers in the hall way for me to fall over...again...or do a fake yawn at me when I moan at him...EVER and will defo be picking up after himself and then some from now on

These pregnancy hormones are costing us a fortune! After slinging his trainers at his head last night he, quite sensibly decided to get himself out the way. He decided to walk to a hotel which over looks his favourite place (Pride Park Football Stadium), take his little rucksack and pack it full of goodies at the corner shop - Orange Club biccies to be precise

He was home by 11.30pm as he got bored plus, he was easy to locate so I called him in his room. He thought I was Inspector Clusoe. Yes, there are around 100 hotels in Derby, but only one overlooks his adult play ground - so quite easy really, however, he does now think I have super powers.

Any way, £60 to rent the room and £50 for his trainers (which later went in the recycling bin due to a further wailing tantrum after he'd left) and all is well. Just seriously out of pocket. He did try asking the hotel for a refund if we carry on like this we'll have to re-mortgage the house.

It was a reeeally stupid argument which we're laughing at today, but these pregnancy hormones are sending me doolally and turning him in to an inconsiderate wretch.

We're supposed to be having a lovely baby shopping day tomorrow. What with...buttons?

A word to the wise. Don't shoot yourself in the foot x x x

haha aww the images i ahve of this flying trainer lol!

dont worry about the hormones doing that, we all do summit crazy at sum point during our pregnancy! i doubt hel b leaving them lying from now on!

maybe see about gettin him a crash helmet tho

xx

Aw bless!