2016 started with tears from our 3 year old daughter.  Well, it did if you ignore the fireworks that woke 3 of us up at midnight (don’t judge me!) and the fact that Mr TDF awoke long before everyone else and dicked about on his phone for an hour.  Anyway, I digress.  The tears.  My eldest small spent her first waking minutes pulling the stuffing out of her Anna doll, and I was attempting to push the fluff back in whilst explaining that Anna would have to go to Gran’s house to be stitched up.  Ever dramatic, she wailed “But I can’t live without her!” as she trailed behind me down the stairs, and the tears continued when a frustrated Mr TDF answered “Then maybe you shouldn’t have pulled out her stuffing then”.  Sigh.  Happy New Year,

I’m not one for making new year resolutions, but I have set some goals.

Firstly, and most importantly I want heads to heal.  Depression, anxiety and stress have plagued Mr TDF and me this past year, and we have been clinging to each other whilst our worlds storm around us.  We are strong together, but I long for things to be easier.

Secondly, I want our kids to be as happy as possible.  They have trouble coexisting in harmony, and the background track to our lives is of them arguing and screaming at each other.  We will continue to nurture their personalities, and hopefully guide them in the direction of being at ease with each other. This is going to be playing the long game, and will probably be ongoing for the next 17 years or so.

Thirdly, I want to make my business as viable as possible. The last 10 months have been a steep learning curve, but low and behold, I have experienced some success.  I aim to carry on with this, focusing on getting more traffic through my website, collaborating with more work at home mums, and continuing to enjoy it.

So there you have it.  Nothing groundbreaking, it all comes down to being happy.  So happy new year folks! *raises mug of Lemsip*