I have just had possibly the most surreal few days of my life. The Princess had chicken pox last week, and in her usual style, she refused to give in to illness. She carried on like nothing was wrong, despite the thermometer telling us otherwise, not resting, not napping, not taking it at all easy. Then the coughing started. I say ‘coughing’, I mean barking, like a dog with a… Continue reading
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Three evenings ago, while The Boyfriend was working a late shift, I decided that it was about time I got myself Hospital Ready. At 37+6, Little Pea could be putting in an appearance any time soon, and although my hospital bag has been packed since we went on holiday, I have been far from ready to go.
For a start, I’m still waiting for the nesting… Continue reading