One day this week….

One day this week, my day started of pretty bad. I could blame Instagram, and the time it inevitably eats up, I could blame the fact that Arthur wasn’t feeling very well that week and was demanding my time more than usual. I could blame the mountain of washing on the kitchen floor also demanding…

Turning Three

This week has been a funny one. Arthur turned three. In the grand scheme of things, little people turn three everyday, it’s rather insignificant. In my world, it feels pretty huge. I am no longer a mother to a toddler and I never will be again. I am fine with that. I choose that, but…