Day into night, and night into day. My days are flashing by like a lighting storm.
Waking up, feeding, playing, cooking, napping, washing dishes, packing up toys, sleeping. There goes another 24 hours.
I don't recalled what happened during the days. My vivid dreams at night seemed more real than life itself.
They say, when one is happy, times flies without a trace. In that case, I must be a very very very happy stay-at-home mummy now.
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