•  Trying not to laugh when Jesse came into our room at 5.55am to tell us he was being a really good boy and waiting until the sun was awake before climbing into our bed.
• Stifling giggles when he came back 10 minutes later to tell us he was still being a good boy and taking himself off to the toilet.
• Burying my head in the pillow when he wandered in 10 minutes later still to tell us he was continuing to be a good boy, but that he was starting to get a bit lonely.
• Letting him climb into bed for a cuddle.
• Giving up and heading downstairs.
• Sipping tea on the sofa.
• Delightedly opening the door to the Ocado man. Our cupboards had been decidedly bare for quite a while.
• Unloading the shopping while the children watched The Princess and the Frog.
• Contemplating my deep love of Disney films.
• Enjoying an omelette for breakfast, heavy on the hot sauce.
• Lingering in the shower.
• Slipping on clean PJs.
• Stealing away to Izzy’s room. I desperately needed to catch up on work after losing a few days to a rotten sickness bug earlier in the week {yup, I caught it too}.
• Listening to the children play with their father.
• Writing 1000 words before lunch.
• Tucking into a fish finger sandwich.
• Retreating back upstairs.
• Writing again.
• Welcoming the kids and Mr. LA back from the park.
• Considering how much I love the rosy glow the children get after a walk in the cold.
• Listening to Izzy practice her guitar.
• Drinking hot chocolate.
• Writing some more.
• Packing up and pouring myself a glass of wine.
• Cooking and eating spaghetti bolognaise.
• Snuggling up on the sofa for a family movie night.
• Nibbling onion ring crisps and haribo.
• Having a quick dance around the living room while the final credits rolled.
• Laughing at Jesse’s elaborate attempts at pulling shapes.
• Tucking the children into bed.
• Squeezing in a few episodes of Peep Show before bed.
• Sleeping in.
• Stumbling downstairs in search of tea.
• Eating fried egg sandwiches for breakfast.
• Squirreling away in Izzy’s room again.
• Daydreaming when I should have been writing.
• Writing, writing, writing.
• Grabbing lunch and waving everyone off as they headed to Clifton for Izzy’s drama class.
• Moving my laptop downstairs.
• Listening to the Amelie soundtrack while I worked.
• Drinking tea and eating chocolate.
• Immersing myself in the wedding I was writing about. From the flowers and the cake to the way the groom looked at his bride.
• Marvelling at just how much I love my job.
• Pausing briefly to tidy up. I struggle to clear my mind when I can see chaos everywhere I look.Or you know, procrastination.
• Lighting candles and making another cup of tea.
• Writing some more.
• Finally feeling as if the finish line were within my reach.
• Warming baked beans on the hob as the children piled in through the front door with their father.
• Squabbling about travel arrangements for half term.
• Reading bedtime stories and giving goodnight kisses.
• Ordering a Chinese and looking forward to an evening spent relaxing on the sofa.

Love Audrey xxx