Stevie’s back with another guest post. This time she’s sharing her ‘love’ for elf on a shelf…
We are getting closer and closer to christmas, and the one thing I’ve told myself to be is more organised! I’m never that bad (like mad dashing to the shops on christmas eve) but there is something I’m not looking forward to, something I’m putting off. Its those four words I’m dreading. Elf on a shelf.

Those words. Damn they hurt. But it’s an occurance my children have had to experience. At only five and three they shouldn’t have to utter those thoughts but they have. They’ve both asked dad if mums needs another nap, why isn’t she up today, why is mummy crying, is she sad again?
I’m so excited to introduce my new resident guest blogger to you. My wonderfully lovely sister-in-law. She is probably one of the most caring and kind people I know, but has been through a tough time over the last 3 years and she’s here to share her story with you.



