So in my last blog I was counting down to Ts birthday. The day before I was feeling a bit weird, but just put it down to a bit of pre birthday stress. I smothered T with kisses and cuddles before bed as is ritual. His last kiss as a 4 year old, his last cuddle as a 4 year old. Then 10pm I was violently sick. I sat in the loo and sobbed. The entire family piled round for the birthday boys party and he had a lovely time. Eve thoroughly enjoyed all the cake and has managed t.

One day at a time.

Since having kids I have noticed that I have to write everything down or risk forgetting. I often walk in to a room and forget what I went in there for. I have even found myself in the loo and questioned why. I rely on the kids to remind me too.

Bull; March 19, 2016. Bits, Bobs and Brainwaves.

A Fine Piece and A Blether. Thanks to Cate over at Me Add Three. Anyway, here goes with the questions! How about .