19 Feb, 2017
Together we stand
It's been a funny old week.
A big one.
It's involved melt-downs, arguments, power struggles, hip replacements, deep confessions, runaways, poor judgements, hospitalisations, liquid lungs, and even a kid being left behind.
The kind of week you'd rather leave behind in a good bottle of bubbles... if it weren't such as waste of good bubbles.
But I've come out relatively unscathed, and for a while I couldn't really understand why. I mean, I'm drowning in work, my kids are babies, my husband has