Yummy Mummy?

I was a child psychiatrist last night. Drained mentally so much that I needed a shoulder to lean on. (Of course I don't have such a luxury. Tough luck to me.)

And tonight, my wee one kept telling me from her bed that she wanted to sleep in my bed with me. My answer was "no", of course. Then, she went on, "This bed room smells awful and your room smells nice, because it smells Akiko!" Of course their bed room doesn't stink!!! Just a silly excuse she made. But somehow it makes me smile to hear that I smell nice. I wonder how I smell... I have never thought of my own smell... Probably I smell vanilla, thanks to my favourite body spray.