The butterfly
On Thursday while Little Man was at nursery I ran. I ran because I needed to get out of my head for a while and just focus on the right, left, right of the road.
As I rounded a bend in the path a butterfly fluttered past and I was captured for a moment with it’s seemingly random journey. It seemed the perfect metaphor for how I’m feeling right now.
Flighty, fingers in lots of pies and so, so busy…
Working as the press officer and Twitter manager for the Tour de France for our village (you can follow me at if you’re that way inclined) alongside my blog work, planning for Britmumslive and Curly Girl’s 5th birthday, organising the meet ups, training for the Felsted 10k to raise money for The Lullaby Trust and now working with the lovely Jo to finally make the jump to self-hosting this little corner of the blogosphere I call my own *squeeal* (all thanks to from the inspirational Vicki).
There’s a lot going on in my world.
And I’m excited again.
Image credit: Monarch Butterfly by Rosemary Ratcliff courtesy of FreeDigitalPhotos.net