Dads are brilliant. I couldn’t do this parenting lark without it being a team effort. However, there’s nothing like a teething baby with a cough to remind this Mama that the buck well and truly stops here. I am needed and no-one else will do and when I am am old and grey I will long for being needed as much as I am now. So, suck it up and just grind it out. Coffee exists. Things could be a whole lot worse.
If you need me, I’ll be in my pyjamas, holding my girl. Yawning.