This is my first day taking a low dose anti depressent. Being a Mum is both harder and more rewarding than I ever imagined. Art has got eczma and wakes himself up scratching at least every hour. Today while I thought he was asleep in the pram he managed to scratch his head so badly it looks like I've been attacking him with a cheese grater.

We've been for a walk around the city farm, and to a baby group, but now its 4pm, I'm shattered and need to find the energy to sing and play for another 3 hours.

Don't get me wrong, I love him. But my god its hard work. I'll never believe anyone has a baby to avoid getting a job.