Alas today he is not and I have a very busy working week ahead, but with my boy cuddled up next to me poorly and my eldest perched on the end making minions with loom bands, I have an even better excuse of staying in bed. Its almost 11am and my lazy self has half dressed, grabbed my coffee, has my white company candle burning, has my new magazine and phone to hand. A lazy sunday morning.
This time has been years coming, gone are the days of having to get up at 6am, feed the toddlers and watch re runs of peppa pig, all the while dreaming of when things are lazier. Those days are very fast vanishing and the times of lazy sundays have begun.
My only issue now is the tower of washing that needs attention and the catch up of neglected housework from
Quite often reflection only comes when you don't expect it too. Suddenly realisation dawns on you and you get thinking. As a person and as a team we are reaching our aims that seemed unachievable such a short time ago. It drives us forward ever more and helps me realise just how powerful ambition and passion can be. Seven years back I could not imagine how our lives could be right now and yet here I am trying to figure how I pack this tiny suitcase for 3 days away working in malaga. My hair products are taking a hit! We may not have it all, but we are able to have treats, for me my camera, for him his watche, for my children fulfilment.
Where will we be in another year? Who knows. For now I shall enjoy my bed for a few more minutes until the need to crack on with housework becomes too stong to bypass.