So I guess the best place to start is a bit of back ground on me.

I have a two year old son, who is all the good bits of his dad and all the crazy bits of me, before I had my son I worked in a baby boutique, chatting to pregnant Mums and terrified Dads, the shop was opposite a hospital so would regularly have ladies in slow labour go for a bit of a wander round the shop buying random baby stuff-it didnt put me off having my own!. I thought having a baby would be pretty easy, I'm a driven single minded person in a happy relationship, Iv done a lot and seen a lot and a baby seemed like the next chapter.
4 months in to it all I was sacked from my job, the job I would be needing to provide an income and a routine once I was a Mum, the dismissal was taken to court, 6 months pregnant and signing on is NOT how I thought things would be, there was no happy glowing pregnancy, it was stressful, scary and fast!
I had my baby,  6 months later won my case against my boss and tried to pick up the pieces of the craziest year of my life. I'm still picking them up two years later....
In the past two years Iv had my eyes opened to a world I never knew existed, one of hostility, (usually passengers on a busy bus when I roll on with my buggy,shopping and tantrum throwing child) competition (who's baby walked/talked/slept through the night first) and relationship stress (sex, intimacy, the size 10 body you use to have...) too add to this try living on benefits, attempting to get back into work and out of a system designed to make you fail.
Welcome to motherhood 21st centry style!