A quick type as it’s likely I will surrender the space of a seat next to me in a stop or 2.


Eve woke up yesterday morning with no bleat of tears; quiet & accepting. Granted, she could probably hear me cleaning my teeth in the bathroom or something, so she just came to me.

Last night before I went to bed she woke up. I knew this, not from her banshee howl, but from a sigh; a deep exhale. I popped upstairs to find her sitting on her bed, & she smiled as I came to her to settle her to sleep again.

In the night a storm of screams rose again. She got & & screamed up the stairs. I got her to bed & she screamed…. fell asleep, screamed, fell asleep… screamed… and again, and again.
sigh
I plonked her on the toilet for a wee & she screamed. I put her back in bed & she screamed… & fell asleep… & protested…. & slept.
She’s been ‘dry’ at nights for a long time & as we’ve used up all the pull ups & nappies she now has neither through the night. She’s quite pleased about this.

Oh, & she screamed when she woke up this morning as well.