I'm sitting at my currently VERY messy kitchen table, writing this post. I'm picking at Lily's cold leftover lunch because I'm starving and haven't had chance to eat whilst wondering which one of my kids has gotten felt tip on the high chair. I've just got Archer to nap after a morning of whinging and constant feeding and dear god I need coffee. But I'm happy. Really happy actually. Because this is all normal stuff. No dramas or tensions. Stressful yes but just normal day to day family life kind of stressful rather than the world is about to cave in kind of stressful and that feels like some what of a blessing right now.
You'd probably have to know the week I've just had to understand why that means so much to me and it sounds confusing as I'm not ready to talk about it whatsoever but all I need to say, for now, is that I really am spending this weekend appreciating the normality of our day to day routine.


