What more can I ask for?
Mom's gone home again but it's amazing what a week can do. Boyfriend was away on some music festival for 3 of those days so it was great not having to be/feel alone, especially since I wasn't too well at the time.
The house is a mess - you'd be forgiven to think we'd been burgled in the night but we haven't. It's just difficult to find time* to do it. I don't really have an excuse not to use the hoover as Baby N strangely falls asleep/doesn't flinch if I turn it on (dammit!).
Oh well, I guess I can tidy up while watching reruns of Project Runway (sooo the best show eva). It's a hard life being at home with a baby and sit out in the sun on the patio while he sleeps... I am aiming for an awesome, lazily acquired tan this year.
*time = "time" and "be bothered"
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