Ugh...I feel like I have been slammed in the face with a piece of 4 x 2.
My lovely sweet baby has decided over the last couple of days that it would be fun to pop a tooth out and see how little sleep Mama needs.
My Dad (A former SAS paratrooper) always reckons lack of sleep is the worst form or torture, I think he is a very wise man.
Needless to say creating hasn't been high on the agenda recently although I am waiting on my secret lover to come visit...
Ode to my secret crush..
I wait for you with mounting anxiety
Your huge package is so exciting,
I cant wait until it is in my hands
I have followed you with my breath held,
tracking your every move as you cross oceans to be by my side
Monday, oh Monday, will you ever get here quick enough
I will stand by my window and wait for your white van to pull up outside
Fed-ex man, with your box of supplies, oh how I wait your arrival.