2 months after baby

So here I am, 3.5 months in from leaving conventional work, a 2 month old baby and a husband working for himself. We are still living at our little Manor and needless to say my veggie garden has long disappeared.
As my little cherub turns 2 months today and life is getting easier and more fun every single day I think to myself that I MIGHT start planting some seeds! The seed has been planted you might say hah hah. Husband has decided that we will be moving as soon as we can sell our house. Must put it on the market first me thinks. If we do move I have decided it will be to a slightly larger plot than what we have here. I want a dwarf goat yo! That will be our pay off.

Being a mum has been exactly as I expected it to be honest, excepting one thing. I didn't expect to fall as fiercely in love with my little babydoll as much as I have. I knew I would love her of course! But I didn't expect to feel a burning sadness in the pit of my stomach every time I had to leave her. I didn't expect to want other people holding her to hurry up and give her back as I missed her.

She is amazing and I am determined not to have to put her in full time daycare until she is a couple of years old. I understand that some people have no choice and that some mothers can't wait to to return to work-that is fair enough! But it's not for me hopefully. So to make this dream come true I am going to have to get a little crafty and start saving $. So I have returned to my blog once again to document my adventures. Here we go.