Hello, well next time I mention going into work, please give me a literal shake, I am soooo tired, seriously the kind of tired where you want to cry and feel hungover!!! Worked last night but its such a difference, getting up in the night, having the kids all day, going to feckin' sports day, rushing around for baths, going to work, coming in late and then getting up in the night again. Mr W is on 5.30am starts, but today is his last day for 2 whole weeks
Of course I have agreed to work tomorrow day and night but no more (although thats 6 of my 10 KIT days done)
Sofias' birthday is when we are away so we are having a little bit of a party at lunchtime on Sunday, of course thats turned into a bigger thing than we originally thought, I keep forgetting how big my extended family is 
hubbard that's so lovely of Tom, afraid I would have been in happy tears for hours!!
Four4me Olivias' play group is mixed abilities, lots of hugs when you go in to pick her up, all the children were very excited when I had Anna, I now have to add 10 mins onto my pick up time, so everyone gets to hold her and give her kisses. Of course if I come in on my own they don't want to know me, they just ask for baba, anyone would think they'd been hanging about with my Mum 
ledkr when Mr W is home we always eat when the kids are in bed about 7.45pmish. D will be fine, she'll be all hugs and kisses when you come back or she might take the huff (that's something Sofia did when she was 6 months old and I went to see my sister
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