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Last week I begrudgingly learnt that being a working mum leaves me with zero time for the domestic wonder woman act. This is the post where I keep it real…

Last week was Beans first birthday and it coincided with him bringing home some pretty hideous germs from nursery. The first few months at nursery are tough on little ones, but I’ve been reassured it’ll get better and that he’ll build up a resistance come school time. Let’s hope. As well as us all feeling hideously ill, I had a crazy few days (and nights) with work. So unfortunately my second baby’s first birthday was less about homemade food, the cake smash I’d excitedly planned, or mountains of carefully thought out gifts from J and I, and more about snot, Calpol, fevers and a mummy and daddy who worked so hard (and were so delirious with snotty fevers themselves) they didn’t have time to buy a present. Rubbish parents, right? GUILTFACE. Thankfully we have the most wonderful family who spoilt our boy rotten with love and beautiful things.

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E:: he’s got a cold, a grump and bedhead going on, and he’s totally unimpressed with my photo taking. It’s getting harder to capture this face without him yelling.

Bean:: each time we think the fever is over it reappears. Cuddles and Calpol are being administered. Everything else must wait.

I’m linking this post with Practicing Simplicity, and…

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  1. On the Boy’s first birthday he had diarrhoea and couldn’t eat his birthday cake. :( Oh well, maybe he can have an official birthday a little later on, like the queen!

    • I’m pretty sure E had norovirus on his first birthday. It seems to be a bit of a theme. Our poor babies! Yes, late birthdays are better than no birthdays I suppose!

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