Wow - I can't believe that a whole week has gone by and I haven't posted. I've been meaning too but, well... I've been on strike!
That's right. No cooking or dusting, no scrubbing or washing, no sweeping or mopping - just a whole lot of nothing.
I'd love to tell you that the reason I went on strike for the week was because I was sick and tired of doing everything. That I stood out the front of our house burning my bra, while shouting to my neighbours about women's rights, equality and all that jazz. But it wasn't anything like that.
I went on strike because my milk supply dwindled to practically nothing *sigh*. Little Snicker just couldn't get enough and so would wake every 2.5 hours (if I was lucky) and want to feed for 45 minutes. It was VERY draining. So I did some research and found that taking a holiday from day-to-day tasks may just fix the problem. I was willing to give it a shot and am pleased to report that my milk is well and truly back! Yay!
So, what did I get up to while I was on strike? Well, I spent some time with my boys of course:
Made Little Snicker smile on quite a number of occassions:
And we also spent a bit of time outside blowing bubbles!
I feel very well rested and ready to get back into some craft! I hope your week was just as relaxing.