A Valentine's day to forget and a last minute dash to a&e for a digested 5p. On top of this there was the disappointment of having my breastfeeding counsellor interview cancelled and the news that the census want me to work for them. This was followed by the realisation that I will have to be in Brighton for 8.30am in March!!!
There was a high point, my little pie turned 1. Yes I, at least for the next four months am the mummy of a 1 year old and a 2 year old.
So what does March hold?
I need to knit some birthday cakes as presents, finish Sharon's birthday present, and crack on with the bobble cushions.