I think this sums things up nicely…

Day two of this blogging adventure and with six hours of sleep under my belt and a teething toddler I am torn between continuing this post and going back to sleep. The winner? Well, I’m here aren’t I? Better have another cup of coffee… Advertisements


There are handprints on my TV

Today at 5:42am my little girl, light of my life, started talking from her room. In the midst of making my husband his lunch (which I do for him because I love him and, lets face it, I like to feel all wifey every so often) I felt my body instantly sag. Though I love… Continue reading There are handprints on my TV