Dear So and So...

Dear husband aka 'a keeper'

The past month has been the. longest. month of my life. I'm trying hard to count my blessings - it's the only thing that's kept me going while you've been in hospital. But I'll be so glad to have you home on Monday. Not sure I'll take too kindly to sharing my (yes, my) bed with you though. We may need to buy a kingsize one ;-)

Can't wait to squeeze and cuddle and snuggle and talk nonsense with you again.

Love, your wife

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Dear eldest son/boy wonder/1st light of my life

I know it's been tough for you with daddy in hospital and shouty mummy has been around a lot. But I want you to know I love you and I'm sorry for being such a grouch. Let's have a movie night tomorrow night and eat ice-cream until we're sick. Or we can just run around with pants on our heads. Your choice.

Love ya baby, all the way to the moon and back, your mummy xxxx


p.s. please please please stop getting up at 5.30am. It's driving me insane. xxx
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Dear stomach

*sigh* ok, here's the deal. I know I ate for Scotland when I was pregnant with both boys, but surely you've hung around for long enough now? Any day now those slimpods are going to kick in, so let's just say our goodbyes now. No need to hang around any longer. It was great while it lasted, but it's time to move on.

Ciao, me

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Dear me

You have 5 weeks until you go on holiday. Don't spoil it for everyone else by hiding every time the husband tries to take a photo or bemoaning the size of your thighs/stomach/chins. Just do what you can to shed some poundage and tone up. Keep listening to your slimpods - they work. Keep doing The 30 Day Shred - it works. You can do it. You're going to look and feel fabulous.

Manly punch to the shoulder, love me

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Dear baby/youngest son/other light of my life

You are 1 year old in 24 days time. Do you really need to be feeding 2 - 3 times through the night? Really? I mean 48 weeks is a long time to go without a full nights sleep. It's starting to take it's toll sweetheart. The word haggard springs to mind. What do you say, we cut it down to just once a night? Then maybe you'll actually be hungry for breakfast at breakfast time. Just a thought.

You are adorable though and I love you to the moon and back, your mummy xxxx

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Dear allotment

I'm sorry. I truly am. Life is just a bit hectic at the moment. But I promise to come and see you as soon as I can. We'll spend some quality time together and put the world to rights. Just you, me and the shed. I promise.

Love, me

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