So it is my twins birthdays today. A special birthday, their first birthday, except it wasn’t special. I had plans to go to Nottingham (where my parents live – where I grew up) and have family around, hubsters family too. It was all planned out, invitations were sent. We would visit a farm, followed by a buffet. I was to bake them cakes myself and the family would see them open presents. But in reality, I wrapped their main present from us that morning in a rush because Atti (my son, boy twinny!) and I were ill the night before and he was in meltdown mode not long after being put down to sleep which ended with me rocking him like a newborn until he fell asleep (some calpol before that too, poorly boy!) And then I fell asleep when I should have been wrapping his present. Today was full of moaning babies and snot and me being exhausted and ill and the babies feeling the same way. We tried to make the most of their already doomed birthday and video called my parents, ride on a tractor outside and a read of their fave book but really birthday or not, it was one of those rubbish days! I hope we can still do their party and give them the day that they deserve after all this stuff is over…even if they may be nearly 2 by then! I feel guilty writing this because people have had to cancel their weddings, people are dying for goodness sake and here I am rambling on about the twins birthday and they don’t even understand that it is their birthday. But I needed to get it out, I needed to get it out of my system and put it to bed. A small niggle that is done. Tomorrow is a new day and my chocolate mug cakes are due from Amazon. Hoorah for treats galore, it was only available on a bulk buy of 6! and there are 2 in each packet and if my maths serves me correctly that is 12 mug cakes in total! Should keep me going for a day or two?