I am told your libido is like a boomerang, no matter how far you think it may have gone, eventually it turns a corner and starts to head back and then it arrives back when you least expect it; clubbing you on the back of your head and sending you flying onto the bed spread eagled in submission.
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Why go sledging of course…. One week to go until BB’s operation: we are over the moon she got to go sledging before she goes into spica!
Its time to say goodbye my friend.
I had hoped we could spend more time together, travelling, visiting new places, maybe even going overseas.
It’s not cancer, it’s curable, it will be over within four months.
This is my daily mantra.
These words help me pick up BB when she falls again as her hip dislodges, these words let me see the light at the end of the tunnel.
You would think I have learnt my lesson in life and know that boarding a train with two six year olds, and one beautiful baby and heading into London can spell nothing but disaster.
You would think that, but it would seem that I actually seem to have an enjoyment of getting myself into situations where my face starts to flush and my stress levels begin to put pressure on the ceiling.