Life consists in this…

Ahhh, that’s better. My boy is home from nursery and fed, asleep and safe again. Not that he wasn’t before, I just FELT like he wasn’t. Thus my safe, boring, sensible, unadventurous life has been totally hijacked. He’s my weakest link, my Achilles’ heel, the way you could get me to crumble. I have never [...]

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Procrastination is a long word to type

Here I am, supposedly working, not really doing anything except surfing and wasting time. The luck of it is, that I can!
I’ve got phantom limb syndrome - R is at nursery and I am theoretically free. But I miss him, like there was a part of me gone, I want him here with me so [...]

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Alarm clock rings and…

How do you get 7 months into motherhood and suddenly wake up?? I think some people never wake up. I just have, with a vengeance. This is a good thing. I was asleep all though my pregnancy, smug and gestating like a big worm, waiting to produce my offspring, and somehow (catastrophic error) assuming my [...]

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