We've had a lovely family day today, playing in the snow, doing a much-need grocery shop, and finding new games to play. Top of the list were sliding around the living room floor in an accidentally stolen Sainsbury's basket, and putting a ball in my mouth (really, I can't think of any other way to phrase that), spitting it out and saying 'Pop'. Days like this, I feel like the best mother ever.
And yes, that means I haven't done anything off the list. I don't care anymore. I've done far more than I would have done if I hadn't started this project, and I'll keep trying to catch up. But I won't beat myself up if I can't do it, and I'll enjoy days like today, guilt-free, because this time is so precious.