Hahaha, sometimes, just out of nowhere, something happens that makes all the sadness disappear and a massive smile appear in its place. I know that I am...erm...an aggressive driver, but on the way to nursery, just driving along wondering what the day would have for me, my little boy decides to tell me: "Mummy, don't be angry with that car, they are driving at the perfect speed. You don't need to shout at them".
Well, that's it, my 3 year old has decided to start telling me what to do and telling me off if I do wrong. Hahaha, I love him sooo much, all I could do was laugh and agree with him!
Yesterday was a bit of a nightmare - I've decided to get rid of loads of stuff to make way for the deluge of Christmas presents that are only 105 days away. Car boot and eBay here I come, but in the process I had to face the difficult decision of whether to keep all my baby things. I know they take so much space, but in getting rid of them, I would be getting rid of all hope that there will ever be another baby in the house. Hubby was fab about the whole thing, and through my watery eyes I could see his pain too. We decided to keep everything. As we said, we're giving the doctors 12 months to sort my body out before we just give up on being pregnant again, but then there is always the option to adopt. I will be a Mummy again, and nothing will stop me.
I've decided to face this year head on. I have uni to deal with and actually have to decide what the hell I am going to do with my life. Bah, I'm nearly 30 and I feel like a teenager without any direction in life! Oh well, I'm sure it'll appear to me one day, I just hope that it's sooner rather than later.
I seem to have bored you all long enough for now. I'm going to try and achieve a daily blog until I know what I'm doing. This is my personal therapy, so I hope that for anyone reading this, you can smile with me, laugh maybe, or just understand that we all have bad days once in a while.
xxxxx
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