Ships that pass in the night

I think Ewan finally settled for the night at about 4.00 am. I think I may have got about an hour's sleep before this - hard to be sure. And then another three or so before he woke for his morning feed at seven.

Meanwhile, in the room next door, not everything was quiet. Poor Aidan was vomiting in the night. These are the times when I am immensely grateful that there are two adults in the family. Brendon and I would occasionally meet in the hallway or bathroom at some early hour in the morning, one clutching a vomity cotton flat, the other a little bowl of water for nappy changes.

So Orla went to Playcentre by herself this morning with no blood relative (just her nominated caregiver Susan, as she is too young yet to be officially dropped off). She happily said goodbye to me and eagerly trotted off with big sister and Daddy. Apparently she settled well and had a good session. She is now sleeping off her exertions.

Aidan is lying listless on the chair, having had a good sleep. Ewan is also sleeping peacefully (and will probably have to be waken for his next feed!).

Hope to get a nap later this afternoon.