: We are home. SIGH. I was not looking forward to the trip home for many reasons but mostly because the entire time we were away Harper had the most outrageous separation anxiety that meant that every time I moved out of her sight she cried. Actually, screamed. It was very boring. And exhausting. And enough to send me bat shit crazy. I even told her to shut up it was that bad. I know. I am awful. It’s OK, I know. But it was really bad. So I thought she would freak herself out because I was in front of her, and she couldn’t see me, but she was fine. Which was awesome. I was also not looking forward to it because it is a 5+ hour drive. And I was solo. With 2 kids. And nothing says concentration more than driving at 110km/h whilst 2 kids lose their shit in the back seat and scream for the toy that they dropped THAT YOU CANNOT PICK UP BECAUSE YOU ARE DRIVING AND NEED TO WATCH THE ROAD. They didn’t really get that. So there was that. And there was the fact that it was back to the city. To reality. To 2 weeks of packing/organising hell that falls squarely on my shoulders. Enough said really.