A couple of days on and I still haven't quite processed the extraordinary events of the weekend. I normally spend my Friday evenings watching Game of Thrones with my husband (if you've seen this season's finale, say what?!) and my Saturday mornings being woken up at an ungodly hour and then doing the weekly shop. Yes, it's non-stop excitement in North Wales for this mama to two unruly cherubs. But the weekend just gone? Really? I've decided to return from my blogging break a little earlier than planned to put my thoughts down on 'paper' but I'm not sure that I've got the words. It was everything. And more. And sometimes, a little worse. And occasionally, terrifying. Yes, it was BritMums Live 2015, the UK's biggest social media and blogging conference. I came, I saw, and I left with the Brilliance in Blogging award for Fresh Voice and on a complete high from reading one of my most simple but favourite posts at the bloggers' keynote session despite suffering from a horrendous case of stage fright.
There are two things currently lighting up my sleep-deprived week. The colour yellow, and the way that my two year old says it ... lellow. Lellow, lellow, lellow. It's one of those mispronounced words that sounds insanely cute when coming from his smiley, little lips and I'll be sad when he finally gets his tongue around the letter y and lellow becomes the much less sweeter sounding yellow. But nonetheless, I will still love the colour. It makes me think of sunshine, lemonade, and sandy beaches. Can you tell that my head has been turned by the recent change in weather? The odd glimpse of the sun peeking out from behind the clouds has got me thinking about the warmer months ahead. Please, let there be warmer months ahead!