Does anyone else think that birthdays are overrated?
I’ve been thinking, trying to remember at what point in my life birthdays changed from being one of the best days of the year to one of the worst.
Today, like any other birthday (at least for a while now) started abruptly and I knew within the first 10 minutes it was going to be like any other birthday. Woken before 7am with the demands of my 3 year old “where is this?”, “I can’t find that”, “I am hungry” , “mum, mum, mum…”
And so the dreaded day started. The morning continues with a whirlwind of noise and mess and by 9am I am sitting at the dining room table, looking around at a house that looks like a tornado has just whirled through it and I think to myself “I just cant do this…” Continue reading