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Marriage is a team sport.

Marriage is a team sport.

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Let’s shout out to all those deserving wonderful Dads and partners who also cook up a storm n give us a break!

Today, I was out running business errands all day and didn’t walk in door with our boys after school til 5:45pm…hubby also worked all day and beat me home by barely 10 minutes.

Our 5yro and 3yro boys ate spaghetti from a can… A yummy but very rare meal nowadays… but I literally didn’t have time to even defrost a frozen meal… They were very very hungry…

Hubby said “we can eat later, I’m just going to make pasta”. Okay…cool. I ran about feeding boys, tidying up, bathing and putting them to bed.

Come out to the kitchen to find it transformed into a disaster zone…but so worth it! He loves to cook!

Glutenfree pasta with a lovely spritzer from hubbys recent work trip to the wine country. 🙂

Fresh Carbonara pasta, with mushrooms, pancetta & grated pecorino n parmasen cheese. Normal & glutenfree pasta for me.

I’ve been served worse in a genuine fancy Italian restaurant… it was AMAZING!

Normal pasta… Such a difference! With the TV remote in his control, of course… 🙂


Let’s just say…he can “just make pasta” any time he wants!

Memories to cherish and drive us forward, together.

Memories to cherish and drive us forward, together.

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Today is our sixth year wedding anniversary.

Facebook, being Facebook, came up with memories of previous years anniversaries…and I was prompted with the words I wrote on our first anniversary.

It teared me up… and I thought I’d share with you! (Edited slightly to remove specifics)

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A year ago today, I married my best friend. My soul mate. My rock.

We’ve been through so much in the past year…Many situations set to test our love, strength and trust in both ourselves as individuals & each other.

But none more so than the events of the past week…
The unexpected news that at 36w3d our precious baby boy was breech, floating in 30% amneotic fluid he needed and size of 34w2d…

And that whilst he and I were both at risk the longer he remained unborn…his health on the outside was not certain and difficult times lay ahead.

The strength we drew from each other, the support my husband gave me during the process as everything seemed to be falling apart around me…

And the fantastic teamwork, skills learned and difficult moments we’ve experienced since becoming parents to a tiny boy not yet ready for this world have only drawn us closer still.

I awoke this morning, not to cliche roses or jewellery or dinner plans, but to the sight of our beautiful boy sleeping on his exhausted father’s chest for comfort because he didn’t want to wake me.

And I’ve never been so happy. I love you babe.

💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗

I could’ve written this again exactly same after our second son was also born unwell, bringing with him more challenges and love.

What a whirlwind six years we’ve had! 🥰