Yesterday morning I was greeted by birdsong, blue skies, a ball of light piercing through the scattered clouds and the most toxic thermonuclear nappy, ever. Bare in mind this followed yet another very restless night with The Toddler feeding hourly.
The remedy? A long hot deep soak in a bath with radox bubbles, a good book and my MP3 player. It almost made up for for the bad points, almost.
The somewhat inane ramblings of a semi-crunchy 30-something stay at home mum based in the NW of the UK. Mum of Thing One (10yrs), Thing Two (8yrs) and The Dude (5yrs) & Moomin (Born Aug 2014). Wife of the long suffering Husband.
In search of the meaning of life, sanity and Gin.
Breastfeeding | Co-sleeping | Babywearing | Mental Health | M.E | Left-wing
