Who stole the cookie

From the cookie jar a.k.a mummy’s secret stash.

​Guess we’ll never​ know

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Just another day

Today’s been just another in a string of yuck days, cranky unsettled Eve and aloof teenagers are making for a worn out and forlorn mum.

I’m sure that the work being done at the back end of the house is playing a big part in unsettling everyone. I’m sure no one with the possible exception of me* likes living in a construction site.

But even with the general malaise clouding over lately, today has had a couple of lovely moments.

I was laying on the floor reading this morning and Eve climbed on my back with her own book, promptly falling asleep and snoring loudly.

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Then this afternoon again laying on the floor**, Eve started kiss attacking me, this involves slobbery slightly bitey kisses and a giggling baby. It’s very nice but quite difficult to capture.

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Here’s hoping for a couple more lovely moments before bed tonight.

* I’m enjoying the construction mess because it says we’re making progress.

** tired from a bad night sleep and the earlier mentioned construction I’ve spent as much as possible of the day laying down.

Just another day

Today’s been just another in a string of yuck days, cranky unsettled Eve and aloof teenagers are making for a worn out and forlorn mum.
I’m sure that the work being done at the back end of the house is playing a big part in unsettling everyone. I’m sure no one with the possible exception of me* likes living in a construction site.

But even with the general malaise clouding over lately, today has had a couple of lovely moments.

I was laying on the floor reading this morning and Eve climbed on my back with her own book, promptly falling asleep and snoring loudly.

Then this afternoon again laying on the floor**, Eve started kiss attacking me, this involves slobbery slightly bitey kisses and a giggling baby. It’s very nice but quite difficult to capture.

Here’s hoping for a couple more lovely moments before bed tonight.

* I’m enjoying the construction mess because it says we’re making progress.

** tired from a bad night sleep and the earlier mentioned construction I’ve spent as much as possible of the day laying down.

Swimming or drowning

I’m not always sure which. At the moment I have no idea how past me managed two small children and full time work, when present me can’t even manage to squeeze out a blog with this very active little one!
We’ve been busy with the minutiae of everyday life:

Washing, never ending loads of washing.

Teething, drooly-screamy-unhappy teething, it’s too cruel.

Cleaning gunk from Eve’s eye, surgery has made little to no improvement.

Painting our new front door, but not getting around to hanging it.

Waiting for Papa Wolff to come home from work and looking forward to our weekends together.

Snuggling on the couch as an entire family (breaking the no tv for Evie rule) to watch Dr. Who.

Slowly chipping away at making the house a home, very little progress there beyond furniture placement. Unless you count millions of pins on Pinterest of things I do if we had the money.

Planning Eve’s first birthday, dealing with the disappointment that two of her grandparents  have chosen to go on holidays rather than be at her party. That and a little sadness that she doesn’t have any baby friends to invite.  But those only serve as motivators to make sure it’s a beautiful day that we’ll remember even if she’s too young to, and a reminder to appreciate those who will be there (my mum and others from near and very far).

So that’s where we are and where we’ve been, hopefully I can start finding the motivation to write again, now I’ve made a start.