By the bloom of the final bud,
all your pain will disappear.
This I promise..
Mummy to a beautifully grumpy boy.
I used to come to this blog and leave some scattered thoughts behind. Now, my days are spent soaking in soft inspirations around me; sometimes with a cup of coffee and most times with aforementioned baby latched on my breast.
Stark naked thoughts, probably 17% censored.
Welcome to her world under the barren tree.
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