A Month of Flowers
It’s March and it has hit hard. Last week I didn’t sleep at all to be honest, and then went down with a horrible viral thing, that I just could not shake. It’s strange how your body deals with grief and how it makes you …
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Baba’s Poem
For a while now Baba has been asking for a picture of Rhianna in his room, so for her birthday we have decided to do him a framed page. It will have a couple of pictures and a poem on the page for him to …
Always Together Whatever
I am ten may be younger It is Sunday The day you call Every week about 6pm to see how my week has gone You don’t say much, I do all the talking, I tell you about the rows we have had, who loves who …
Not Broody is that so Bad?
I have been thinking about this for quite a while now, and then last week Insomniac Mummy wrote this post about being Incompletely Broody and it rang a bell. Not the same bell, the bell of the absolute opposite in fact. I have my gorgeous son …
Time For Some Thanks
Sleep for the Weak has posted the weekly workshop and I have chosen to do this prompt: 1. Write something to say thank you to some who has made a difference to your life, whether from your past or present. – Inspired by the Moiderer’s …