Well they were successful memes igniting lots of interest... hmmmm.
I have had a funny week. In the middle of it I built myself a huge crazy vine, the likes of which I haven't built for years - imagining all sorts of things were going to happen and convincing myself that people were thinking things about me/about to come and haul me over the coals for stuff. Luckily it didn't last very long, but it reminded me that that's not a good place to be! I'm glad that crazyville isn't a place I am very much these days.
It's been a crap month for baby making - hot, sticky, busy and we've both had debilitating summer colds at the optimum time - so I'm sort of dismissing July, and moving on to making August a hot loving month.
It's that time of year where the summer holidays are tantalisingly close, but still far away - this week has been Sports Days, Bastille Day, Sports Relief, assessments, and has been such a long week. Our weekend should be peaceful and family orientated (last one like that for a while) and we have some housework to do and I have promised Alfie a mummy/boy baking session, which is nice.
I'm having some real Mummy guilt at the moment, although I am lucky because I do see A during the working day, I am always so busy, there never seems to be enough hours in the day. He does seem perfectly happy, but I want to make sure that this summer we have lots of fun together.
I have a HUGE coldsore. I hope it goes in time for the Christening next weekend.
The tale of an ordinary woman, living an ordinary life, in an ordinary town... betcha can't wait!
3 comments:
August is a perfect baby making month - you'll have a May spring baby - just in time for cherry blossom on walks in the park. Much more sensible than getting knocked up in April! I always wanted to be pregnant in August. So sending you a cyber belly rub and crossing fingers.
Love ya babe
Sal x
Thanks for the congrats :o) Lots of love and baby making vibes coming your way for August!
xxx
Thanks, I'm really over the moon as we've never got this far before.
On a different note, in one of your comments you said that I didn't know you from a lump of cheese, but I think I do - didn't we (you, me, Sal and another girl who's name escapes me) once prance around London in Tiaras and boas together, drinking cocktails? I think we saw a show too.. (We sat in a box with a lavvy...)
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