Living Life One Day At A Time. The answer to the age old question. How many blondes does it take to screw in a light bulb? Just one it seems. I did it last night, on my own. Good grief, am I showing my age? Come in, if you are brave own up if you remember it. Mom, are you the boss at work.

I have been in the office since six this morning and now at three I have most of the work done. All items have been struck off my to-do list. It is such a satisfying sight to see. I aim to have nothing on my kitchen counters besides the bread bin, kettle and coffee machine. I just want clean clear space. They are who they are and I really should learn to accept it. But events like the fridge test me. I have decided that we will just do what they want and this will be the last time.

Little Mister and his Big Sisters. The incredible, hectic, blessed, joyous, frustrating, amazing, insane, exhausting awesomeness of being a working mum of 3.