Decision time. A choice to make. The right one please, for everyone’s sake. Try again? The battle of old? Or fight new battles? Let fate unfold. Advertisements
When you become a parent there are a lot of things they don’t tell you. Some good, some not so good.
The smell of regurgitated pasta and tomatoes. Nothing quite like it. Especially at 10:45pm, then 11:20, 12, 12:30, 1:30 and 2am 🙂 All followed up by an unfortunate follow through at 7am this morning. My youngest is the target of the dreaded lurgy but unlike his eldest brother at least he listened to my advice.
Ok so the kids and I got back a bit late from their Mum’s tonight after she very kindly made us all dinner and youngest went on first bike ride! I then realised to my horror that all their bedsheets and PJS were in the tumbledryer… still not dry. Aaaahhhb Crap!!
Dear life it’s me, we need to talk, there’s something I must say. I know you may not want to hear it, but I’ll say it anyway. Please understand, I say this from the bottom of my heart, you need to know what we had is gone, it’s time for a new start.
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