153 photos and not a single blog post

So, as I finally came to accept at some point last week, it turns out that it takes a little bit more than a long weekend to get back into the swing of things after seven months apart.  From a fazed first week, to a frustrated second week and an highly emotional charged third week, I feel like I’m finally coming to the end of this particular emotional journey that is “life after tour”.  There is a light at the end of the tunnel. I’m not a complete nutter / terrible wife / sulky cow after all.  Or at least not full time.  For in the past few days I’ve finally come to embrace the “acceptance” phase and am now proceeding (even with a smile on my face) into the “moving on” chapter family life. 

The lack of posts in recent weeks reflect how unsettled life has become over the past few weeks in a more telling way than probably anything else. 

*Before I continue I just want to put in a side note to say - Please don’t read unsettled in a wholly negative way as it isn’t intended as such.  Yes, there have been occasions where I’ve abandoned the post in favour of post-Alby-bedtime discussions with Mark as we run through the day and highlight all the things we’ll never do again because they were inappropriate / foolish / selfish / ignorant / unnecessary / stupid. But there have also been evenings where I’ve been out (without child and on a school night – woop woop) or snuggled on the sofa with my love love and a glass of wine and, in total honesty, not giving the blog a second thought.

But, regardless of the rollercoaster of the past four weeks, I’ve finally hit that place I’ve written about before where my head has become a bit clearer, my resolve stronger and life is now able to settle down to a nice rhythm once again. 

Whilst my resolve is strong, it is currently gone midnight, we’ve all had a manic few days and tomorrow will be the same as it’s our last day at home before we head off on our much deserve family holiday in the South of France (hurrah!).  And so, my blogging efforts for tonight are reduced to one humble post however I couldn’t head off to France without giving you at least a bit of a snap shot of the last few weeks…

Day out with daddy to the petting farm

Tractor park at the petting farm

Alby (and Percy's) first den

Morning wellie stomp

Boys and cars - naturally

Daddy takes Alby for his first proper hair cut

Play time for Hines - Beebs Snrs

A night out!

Early morning fun with Hines - Beebe Jnrs

Hopefully, one day soon I’ll be able to go into the story behind each of these photos.  I hope that for the time being they are enough to keep your Alby levels restored. Until then, au revoir.