It’s hard to feel bad about anything when there’s beautiful sunshine and flowers are continuing to bloom everywhere. These giant blooms are outside of my son’s creche.
Terribly sleep deprived but making progress on a big work project involving one of my favourite things ever: Excel spread sheets. The workaholic in me is rejoicing. The parent in me is still asleep awkwardly wedged in my son’s cot.
The Feathered Rose 