2018 was a big, big year. John turned 40, we moved out and rented a house 10 mins up the road at 6 months pregnant, did a double story house extension, had a (slightly) premature baby that made her worldly appearance while we were on a 3 night mini break in Norfolk that we hadn’t packed a babygro for, navigating a marriage with a mini…
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This year it’s finally clicked; Valentines is a load of rubbish. Ok let me explain because that sounds harsh and I’ve shocked myself a bit with this revelation. I love romance and the simplest form of it for me is time with my husband. Like intentional, top notch, focused, all in, quality time. Not sharing our time with phone notifications or zombie like in front…
