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19 Apr 2015
18 Apr 2015
Having so much fun at the playground today...time for a little nap!
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17 Apr 2015
16 Apr 2015
Luckily this is a lot more tasty than it looks! #getbackontrack #youfatty
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4 Apr 2015
Back on the horse...
Today I packaged and delivered my first commission since Thomas was born. It felt good to get back to the pencils and put a little spending money into my account. However, the work flow is slightly different now.....snatching a few minutes here and there during naps, in the evenings and whilst 'the circle of neglect' and 'the square nanny' are employed.
But I've certainly got a taste back of how it might be one day.....hours and hours to myself, in a proper studio, with all my materials around me, a coffee machine in the corner and non-nursery rhymes blaring out. Yeah right.
In the mean time I shall make do with the kitchen table and propping my drawing board up on the fruit bowl.
Here's Ellie, a sweet girl who sadly departed last year. So it was a lovely but emotional hand over to my customer this afternoon.
Someone's swapped my baby
I've always been very fortunate that Thomas and Pippa have both slept really well at night. And now that they share a room in our new house I have been so thankful that they've continued to do so. But the last two nights Thomas has decided that, between the hours of 7 and 11, sleep is soooo overrated.
He is sitting on the sofa next to me as I type, watching The Voice and just "ba ba ba-ing" and giggling whenever I look at him. Very happy and full of the joys of spring....yet as soon as I open his bedroom door the tears start. Hmmm...someone has taken my baby and swapped him with an adorable, manipulative little rat bag.
This is most un-conducive to mummy and daddy's social lives.....how are we meant to swan off on date nights and dinner parties now?! Last night he joined in a dinner party with our neighbours, had a great time on a playmat whilst Daddy sampled the whisky collection. Good parenting!
Well, let's hope he deigns to concede to bedtime soon, as mummy has lots of cooking to do in the morning, ready for a big family Easter Sunday lunch tomorrow. And a tired mummy makes for a lot of bad language in the kitchen and a very noisy smoke alarm.
2 Apr 2015
It's too late.....
......see! I reeled you in with a catchy title, only to reveal that I'm officially the most useless blogger and my title actually just refers to the lateness of the hour and hence my lack of inspiration. How disappointingly dull. Apologies.
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