Me, Myself and 3.
2005-2009 my three children were born. Their father absent for 11 months of each of those 4 years, the 4 of us moved into a happier unknown in 2010.
So it has always just been me, myself and my three children.
I wish I'd had the energy in their formative years to log and blog the chaotic mess, hilarity, hysteria and gambles that emit from their every breath, but as the only parent they have ever known and spent time with energy has been a premium...a luxury I could rarely afford. After 10 years of sleepless nights my eldest (a son) was finally diagnosed lacking in melatonin...Houston our problems have improved, Planet Sleep now encroaches us all nightly. The creases on my cheek from snoozing on the sofa whilst the three were at school are gradually unfolding, ironing-out with a sigh of hope and my unwanted siesta is no longer needed.
Energy levels are increasing, appetite decreasing. Sometimes I catch my eyes in the mirror, I see the faintest hint of sunshine in the green, the sunshine which has been shaded, keen to rain light approaching.
I am evolving into 'me' again.