Being a Mum is hard. Seriously. Hard. Work.
I’m always gifted at least a weekend off in May though. My birthday and Mother’s Day are usually within days of each other. Which is great actually. I can find myself relaxing and only having to fold one load of washing over 3 days. (Of course that means I now have a weekends worth of washing to do – but hey… That’s life.)
I was spoiled over the weekend – and last weekend as well. I spent most of the day chilled out in front of the fire, crocheting, and getting my Timmy cuddle quota. It doesn’t get much better than that.