Oxygen starved by a 2 year old.

So it's Christmas time, I could write various profound things about the season, however as I am writing this while hidden under a duvet, (slightly oxygen starved if the truth be told) all profound thought has left me.  We are sharing a room with our little tyke,  she is currently resisting sleep so hiding all stimuli from her view is the only way she willing to stop talking about her teddy s and give into sleep.

We are at my parents, , all rooms filled with beds , blown up, standard and sofa types.  Being pregnant and fatigued I get a good bed, all be it next to my not yet asleep 2 year old.
So far we have been served some potent ginger liquid,  a delicious sausage stew and a warm welcome under the roof of my lovely parents.
I was given a fancy pants mini tablet computer for my birthday,  and am writing this on it, so excuse the typos. ?....still learning how to use it.

Birthday s and Christmases all make me realise how blessed I am in amongst the difficulty of feeling so weak. Lovely friends and family with a few gifts to add a cherry on the cake.

Toddler now asleep......and so should I be, goodnight one and all, and happy Christmas  to you !

This is a photo of us last year, same time, same place.....a whole year older and another baby on board this year,  new photo to follow !