Tutu Tuesday

Today started so much better. I was told to get off the toilet and go back to bed. I'd completely forgotten it was my birthday. I remembered yesterday, but this morning all I could think of was getting Jack to school on time. Babes had different plans. I was "woken" by song (Jack, Marie and Babes singing me a Flemish happy birthday song - nice touch) and then left to have my breakfast (bacon and eggs and everything) in bed while he took care of the morning rush. I watched Breakfast on the BBC, and got to see that Labour have shot themselves in the foot again. (I'm itching to do a post on British politics, but I realise it's not really my fight.) I got the morning off until 8.20 - even had time to wash my hair! Pure bliss.

My drink of choice today.

(It's grape juice, but it makes me so very very happy to have it from a wine glass. Yes, that's juvenile. So what? Marie says "Mama, let's play that it's wine," and I have just as much fun as her.)

It's amazing what a different outlook will do. I'm wearing a necklace and a bracelet, and I took the children to the playcafe for lunch. I put my new jeans and pretty boots on and made sure to moisturise my face and put a pin in my hair. Small things, but they just show how much more energy I have today. I'm even (finally) washing my pregnancy clothes so I can stop wearing the same two outfits in rotation. I'm also working on a couple of posts which don't just tell you what I've been doing.

I'm getting some cool presents as well for my birthday. My in-laws are giving me a new camera (!!!) and Babes is getting me new sunglasses (proper big fashionable ones). Yes, yes - a good day.

Happy Tuesday one and all!