Middle of May

How is it possibly the middle of May already? I know I start a lot of posts in shock at how quickly time passes but it's scary!

Anyway...

Last week I took bug down to the bay to collect shells. It was rainy but he loved it. I put his wellies on so he was in and out of the water. Eventually he fell in which I really should have seen coming. I think he got a shock from how freezing the water was but after a mummy cuddle he was fine. He was absolutely soaking by the time we got back to the car. I could actually pour water out his wellies. On the way home we did quickly stop off for some ice cream.

When we got home we painted half of the shells. Again, lots of fun. Bug had paint everywhere! I never bother with the mess because it's easily cleaned up and he's always so happy so it's worth it.

This was all last Wednesday and he already wants to go back.

Oh, Monday last week I'd said to bug in a particularly cute moment "you're just a wee lamb" and his response was "you're a cow mummy" .... Have to love the innocence :)

I love my wee guy so, so much.

I had a bit of a wobble last night. I'm not sure how much I want to write at the moment but I was just feeling sad about what postpartum depression took away from me. What I'll never get back. Etc. I'm trying to just breathe and let it pass. I can't change it and I don't want it taking anything else from me. I no longer have postpartum depression but I'm forever changed and feel that I'm more fragile now.

I really need to post more often.