We went to the park today with a friend and sat drinking the prosecco she kindly brought for me and eating cake in celebration at finishing exams for this year - the last (and worst) one was Friday morning. I *think* I passed them all. And when I say 'passed', I unfortunately don't mean anything above the equivalent of about a 'D', or maybe a 'C' if I'm lucky. It's been a ****ing hard slog, trying to do this as a Mum, I really don't know what I was thinking. I am beyond shattered. Really must dust my superwoman cape off and send it to the drycleaners. Ah hindsight. At least I have a year before the next ones, and having staggered third year over two years I only have to contend with two exams next May. And with all this stress I've dropped a much needed dress size. Not the most ideal weightloss scenario though.

My little darling girl, my precious, giggly, sweet, cuddly, funny babe is coming along in leaps and bounds. I swear she is developing a sense of humour, she cackles when she thinks she has done something funny, a kind of 'hehehe' sound, rather than a giggle. It's priceless. We took her stroller to the park with us today and she had a fabulous time zooming over the grass at speed. She can't walk independently yet but put her behind the stroller and she is incredibly mobile. She hasn't worked out how to turn it around yet so she just keeps going in a long straight line through the park, occasionally turning around to wave and grin at us all lounging on the picnic blankets. I love this pic Stu took as we were going home, she loves stopping and waving at everyone and anyone, me included!