Mummy Confession: This is my Laundry Room. The never ending vortex of doom. It just keeps piling up. The job that’s never done. And it’s funny. All of the kids are sick now, plus one teething (ie “don’t you dare put me down or leave me alone, and you can forget about an easy sleep.”) and one toilet training (ie. “I’m big and I won’t thoroughly soak my bed linens every night…”). This means the laundry is constantly piling up and never-ending. As a matter of fact, just after waking this morning, my baby coughed quite a bit and then Read More
