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Everything has an end

... diseases that make them lovable grumpy Crapules.
Contracts which on one hand you give the illusion of being an accomplished woman, and the other you away from the so-called German Crapule
strollers all broken by too many trips and forcing in the coffers .
Today I spent a wonderful day. For the first time in a month, I spent all day with my Robidou. In fact, my last contract ended, so I resumed my role as Mom Full time with joy but also apprehension. The
Crapule has been ill, and always with fever, reduced appetite and sleep, it was difficult. But to believe that as he wanted to avenge some of his Mum who spent too much time in front of his computer and not enough with him, for now ... smiles, hugs, laughter, good sleep and quiet sleep tonight.
My love boy is himself again and it was so good! And
side pro ... how to say ... with my acolytes we broke all records for perfection! How it I put my modesty closet? Yeah, once will not hurt, although I want to brag!
basically on two contracts, both without errors ...
And I confess to have so many congratulations gives me a little balm to the heart, and takes away some of this malaise have left my baby ... okay, I was not very far, was in the room next door, but it repsque worse, because we are there without being there. We go a head, but does not the usual time ... and that my Robidou not like it ...
So will I continue to work? Certainly, because a little butter in the spinach that is never wrong, and that work in these circumstances would be crazy to refuse. Contradictory
me? Not ...
Well I admit, I'm still a bit between two worlds, two ideas, and tired.
But I assure you today was fantastic.

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next on your antennas ...

or not ...
-how I learned that being a mother and want to work, when we still want to stay home and live under the same roof as his nanny is not easy.
-how we have lived the first disease Robidou ... how Crapule disappeared behind a mask of fever, fatigue, how heroic he was in hospital ... yes because there 's been in hospital ... debauchery does not things by halves ! But I assure you, it's better, eh! Very well ... unless some kind of regression, Madam Teat has reclaimed its nightlife, and not Mum! I will not eat mashed my entire ...
-how I still have not returned to sports because Paris Paris = No Time, No time ... however, I have taken the chocolate to how that follows the one below!
-how we defeated a squadron of mice in the house.
Monchéri-how and I are patched ... to each other (hi, hi) but also against smoking.
-how I survived a whole weekend without Robidou, and how I partied like a long time.
or not ...
because we are in Paris because we did not have time ....

so stay on the air, because you may get a surprise!

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Admiration

is the word that fits perfectly for what I feel for all mothers who work and care for their Crapules evening for all who do it more in singles, because it is a rhythm constant from morning to evening, and although we love our pieces of cream puffs, we must admit that sometimes at night is exhausting, especially if they are tired, ill or just grumpy!
short, ladies and moms who are in these situations, I take my hat and salute you from the bottom of my heart.
And I realize again how lucky I am because I work from home, so I did not travel to Paris in which can quickly prove to be an ordeal, I have a Monchéri Robidou rushing on the night to deal with it, even if only for the bottle, and I only work when the mood takes me ...
But I think sometimes when it is evening and Monchéri is traveling for work, all those mothers who do not have my luck must have nerves of steel and resistance to any event.
And when I'm tired, that day has not been easy, a little moral point the tip of his nose, I look at my Crapule, and I want to not be 100% with him, to leave the care of a nanny, who loves and he adores but who is not me ... and again, I realize that it's my choice, I am sustained qque 1000% Monchéri and my Crapule do not charge me that expensive!

Anyway ...
To all these Mommies, I admire you.