I can't believe I haven't managed to get here since February. Where does the time go. What on earth have I been doing with myself?

There's one simple answer which any blogmummies out there will understand perfectly well - my youngest son has hit the terrible twos and my daughter isn't old enough yet at 4 to understand how best to handle him (she's not quite out of the tantrum stage herself).

This means in practice that I have become the UN peacekeeping force in my own home - trying to encourage sharing, mutual respect and discipline. Gone are my happy hours where I could put one down for his afternoon nap, leave the other in front of the telly and sneak up for a blissful hour talking to you guys.

Now daytime sleep has been cast aside along with all manner of baby toys. She wants to play with his cars, he wants to play with her dolls - they both want control of the TV remote and as much mummy attention as they can wangle with good bad or ugly behaviour.

On top of all this my studies are mounting up. I'm really amazed that Personal trainers are expected to write so much stuff before they qualify. I must have been going to the wrong gyms as I've barely met a literate one yet. So when I do come to the computer, it's no longer a place of sanctuary and refuge, but instead a place of toil and trouble.

Thank you to my blogfriends who have stood by me through my prolonged absences. I notice I've lost a few - only natural I suppose. Most of you won't notice me lurking about but lurk I do, and I have thrown in the occasional comment here and there. I'm hoping I'll get back to regular commenting soon, but it might have to wait util DS starts nursery in September.

If I can get him potty trained. And that will be a whole new blog subject......