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Oh December, how bitter sweet you are! Most of December is spent feeling like we're in a washing machine on the fast cycle, and then there's Christmas time when it all just feels so worth it - it all makes sense as we stop for a few days and enjoy the results of our hard work as we just get to 'be' as a family and enjoy our home together. 

December feels a bit like a race. It's a race against the clock mostly and we're usually just about scraping in at the finish line everyday, shattered and exhausted we hit our beds and then do it all again the very next day. But then there are days in between - the days we force ourselves to stop and be 'off'', enjoy what's going on around us and do something for us. 

When I step back a bit I know we're doing our best and we're doing a great job at doing our best, I feel lucky and fortunate for so much, but none more so than for the three people I spend my life with, share my home with and who each own a third of my heart. 

Three people who make life as I know it - who make it all fun and worthwhile and who feel my heart with happiness and contentment. They make me laugh, cry, sing, dance, but most of all they've helped me to realise who I am.

Our house, our life, our family, it's oh so very crazy. Crazy in so many ways, it's manic, it's fast, it's pretty much non-stop, but it's also crazy fun, crazy good and just the right amount of crazy. 

I could never have imagined it any better than this. 

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