Ever have one of those days/weeks/months where you have to remind yourself to breathe and count to ten before you lose it completely?
Well Im there, seriously there, in fact I may have already lost it and Im so there that I haven't even realised its lost.
So breath and count. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10.
Three year olds are hard work somedays. Tantrums, I want, I need, You get it for me, mummy, mummy, mummy, mummy. Arggghhh and again I repeat argggghhhhh.
And now that feels a little better. I love being a mummy but sheesh these last few days have been hard ones.