Freddie turns three on Thursday. I just can’t fathom that I will have a three year old, even when I look at him and see that he really isn’t a toddler any more, however much I may refer to him as one, but he is my big boy!
It’s been a crazy week here, trying to fit in making Freddie’s cake, doctors appointments, health visitor visits as well as Dexter having a nightmare with severe reflux which saw him hospitalised last night.
I’m feeling slightly frazzled with the lack of sleep from a poorly Dexter and trying to sort the perfect cake that’s been requested by the birthday boy.
Someone pass me the wine!
