Wow what a difference a couple of weeks makes. I have gone from a relaxed brown haired latte sipper to a grey haired tired grumpy dad that doesn’t have time for coffee (even instant) anymore.
The alarm went off at 5am and we both groaned as we had been trying to delude ourselves that we would be able to go back to sleep after waking at about an hour earlier. It was cold, raining and it was baby day.
Tacklenappy is hosting its Second ever competition.
As we know there is not a lot of time left for Chubba before Kid Y arrives. Neither Chubba or Wife A know what the sex is. Kid X thinks its a girl no a boy no a girl and calls it Baby Ernie. So if you are a mystic, clairvoyant or Nostradamus like, you can have a guess to win a Tacklenappy.com prize pack consisting of one of our famous Tacklenappy.com T-Shirts.
Wife A has gone into hyper nesting mode. Only 4 weeks left and it’s all systems go on about 20 renovation jobs. It’s either hyper nesting or block fever, whichever it is, life has turned into a tiring mess of spac filler, paint and screwdrivers.