Being a military wife means having an ever changing village. Here is my goodbye to the friends moving on.
A few nights after hubby is home, baby decides on a 05am wake up call.
The sleepless nights, the explosive poo. An ode to Vivienne's first year Earth side.
Motherhood can be hard. But it doesn't have to be lonely. If you need a friend, I'm there. Often with bonus cake that the toddler and I have thrown together. I also have a handy sleeve for those snotty tears when you're having a really bad day.