This weekend, i had a rare night away from my little bug and it just seemed wrong.
I'm not some super clingy mother who never lets her child out of sight (I work 4 days a week) but there is something about putting him to bed every night that i have to be a part of.
Got up on Saturday morning and had a driving lesson (don't ask how it went) and then when i got back it was Jude time!
I am like a child when i get off the train at night and literally run back to my house to see my boy. It serves two purposes, i get excerise and i her to see an extra minute or two of awake time with Jude. To be fair the train station is at the bottom of the back garden but i do have to walk around. Anyway i am going off topic.