11 months, 10 days of being 5
It's all so hectic. And I knew it would be, it's just even more than I thought. Even more love, even more frustration, even more to do, even less time. Full time work, which stops at 5pm, to be taken over by full life work. Music and dance lessons, gardening and cooking to do, reminders of scout camps and sports days to act on, running groups and yoga classes in my lunch break, lists and lists and lists. I have always struggled with letting things go, the move to write a blog was another way of recording life as it flashes by, like the photos. Ironic that I don't even have time for this. But today I thought to myself, 'I want to remember. I need to write it down' so here we are. I want to remember the laughter that comes from an 8 year old, a 5 year old and an almost 1 year old during dinner, when the 8 year old tells a joke, that the 5 year old gets and finds funny. The sound when the baby joins in, enchanted by the happiness surrounding her, completes the