I’m tired. You’re tired. We’re all allowed to be tired. I’ve got responsibilities and jobs to do and so have you. My tiredness is no more relevant than yours and vice versa. It’s not a competition. I can’t explain how my tiredness makes me feel or precisely how tired I am. Just in the same way you can’t explain yours to me. I read somewhere recently that some people are of the belief that if you haven’t had kids then you don’t really know ‘tired’. I can’t comment because I am constantly knackered and I have had a child for … Continue reading How do you feel about that?