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.
As we climbed into bed last night, relishing the warm duvet against our cold skin I turned to he who helped create them and said ‘shall we do nothing tomorrow, have a rest day, maybe not even get dressed?’ Half asleep already he turned and replied ‘yes’ and then wandered off to dreamland.
The things Supernanny doesn’t have to deal with
The moment my eyes were forced into action this morning I knew it was going to be ‘one of those days’. As the world outside our brown front door slumbered on with sweet Saturday snores our weekend began with bleach and bathroom battles.
So this is me, allow me to introduce myself. I am mummy, occasionally pronounced muuuuuuuuuuuummmmmmmmmm. I live in Berkshire with my three children and the man who helped create them. I had twins four and a half years ago and went back for more this year and had a beautiful baby girl.