Week in Pics

Well, We survived day 1 of daycare. Just. Everything went semi smoothly, there were minimal tears, and I didn't hit anybody. I would call that a win. I had written up a daily plan with high hopes of following through with it, like I was running the show. 

Who was I kidding? 

Those kids ran rings around me for 9 hours straight. Yes ma'am, no ma'am, would you like milk with that ma'am? No lunchbreaks, no exercise, and I nearly pee'd myself once from holding on for so long whilst trying to feed everybody. But we had four happy children, and we survived. 

I would be lying if I said I wasn't looking forward to Thursday already though. As much as I love cute kids & earning my own money, I also love my sanity. 

Most of the snaps collected over the last week are corny family ones, I do realise I probably appreciate them a lot more than you will, however, it's all I've got. Without further ado;

Saturday brunch with the tribe. So much teeth. (Notice how breastfeeding is balding me? Brilliant.)

Mon amour 

Avo, feta, lime, coriander mash up with poached egg on rye bread

Sunday morn strolls

Wedding bouquet inspo

I love this pic Oli took yesterday afternoon. Full to the brim with love, and milk. 

Day Spa 

Daycare day #1

Care package courtesy of Ma, I squealed with delight

Pout down pat 

The invites arrived all the way from the Gold Coast, yeooooow! They shall be gracing some letter boxes very shortly! 

And one last pic of Blake for good measure. Apparently Sundays are for stripping off your pants (notice olis in the top corner? Rudey!)

Happy Monday folks,

Gem

Thought of the day "uh oh, I'm feeling slightly clucky"