Dear, Dearest Husband, I am writing this to you so that when it comes to my committal hearing there will be a paper trail. But I am getting ahead of myself. Dear Husband. I am tired. More than tired, completely and utterly exhausted. I would love to think that you are unaware of this fact, but I... Continue Reading →
Time Out
It occurred to me today that I seem to be harbouring a somewhat psychotic desire for time out. I worked that the only time I've had more than an hour away from the kids in the last few years is either while unconscious or while in labour, just when I finally relax somebody hands me a kid.... Continue Reading →
For the love of Pandora…
Lisa Simpson once said "This is why I can't have nice things!" And sadly I feel sometimes that neither can I. Let me explain. Our autistic son Tom has major sensory issues, and he feels the need to chew on, fiddle with, eat non food items. Especially my items. Why is mummies stuff seems so... Continue Reading →
First smile
Just thought I'd write this down before I forget. Charlie smiled today. His first non gas smile for his father this afternoon. Typical isn't it, save the first grin for Daddy, instead of the person who has to pat the wind out his gassy little butt all night. Like I am right now. Dayshift is... Continue Reading →
Birthday ramblings…
So I turned thirty-six two days ago. Thirty six. Am I really that old? I can remember when my mother turned thirty-six in the year that I was 16. I am sure she looked a lot older than I do now. I just cannot fathom that forty is only four years away from me. My... Continue Reading →