Some stuff has happened. Mostly I had a baby, so three became four (to misquote the Spice Girls). Another boy so now I am massively outnumbered in our house. But that's ok, besides I sort of feel like I know what I'm doing with boys. Sort of.
So here we are again, more sleepless nights just when boy number 1 now stays in bed until a relatively decent hour, nappies when we had potty training down to a fine art and little bits of baby sick on the shoulder of every piece of clothing I own. But you know what? That's ok, I wouldn't swap it for the world!