That’s exactly what James and I are at the moment. Life, particularly these last few weeks, has been crazy bananas. And I have this niggling feeling that everything pretty much revolves around Mabel and I, my husband always seems to be third on the list of priorities and that’s unfair.

Running a business and being a new Mama was never going to be a walk in the park (I know I need to write about how I am coping with this whole juggling act – in the pipeline promise!) and the truth is if it wasn’t for James there is no way on earth I would be able to do both. It’s as simple as that.

When I have work to catch up on in the evening James takes care of Mabel, when I go to my pilates class or spend an hour throwing myself around with Tracy Anderson James takes care of Mabel. When I’m going to be late home from a meeting in London James takes care of Mabel. When on a weekend I need extra time to plan a photoshoot or visit the beautician or research for a future project James takes care of Mabel. We went to my best friends BBQ on Saturday, in between taking it in turns to take care of Mabel, catching up with everyone and enjoying the sunshine we hardly saw each other.

This week I discovered I have been shortlisted for the Red Magazine Women Of The Year Awards 2014. This is without doubt one of the most amazing, humbling and unexpected things to have happened in my career thus far. James got the champagne out. I had to have a sit down and check multiple times that they hadn’t in fact made a mistake.

A few days prior to this bombshell my husband was offered a significant promotion at work, I know I definitely said congratulations but I can’t be certain I did much else. And I can recall quite clearly that I didn’t break out the bubbles. This makes me feel like crap. And a bit like the worst wife in the world. My nomination is wonderful but being black and white about it this news is not going to have any (at least short-term) effect on our future, James’s new role on the other hand certainly will. I work damn hard, he works even harder. And he does it for me. And for Mabel.

We are still trying to organise a family holiday, a whole week where we can spend some time actually together. It’s not for want of finding a suitable location – all of your recommendations were so gratefully received! it’s more a case of finding somewhere that has availability, and making the time to actually sit down and book it.

I am unsure at this point in time, holiday aside, how we become less like ships that pass in the night. Perhaps we can’t and I’m sure we’re not alone in this situation – parents that work and also have the responsibility of a newborn. I guess we just have to ride it out. I am going to endeavour to grab ten minutes as soon as this feature is completed and confirm our getaway. No really – I am. Then I am going to take myself to the shops and buy my husband a bottle of something fancy to celebrate his general awesomeness. Because right now I feel like the luckiest girl alive. And possibly the most selfish.