It’s 3am and I listen to Smiley chatting on the baby monitor. Eventually I drag myself out of bed and go down to see if she needs something. I change her position, her nappy, offer a drink and put on some music, go back to bed. Hope she nods off.
She doesn’t, and I ask myself if I should give her something to help her sleep, because if the don’t the day will be ruined for her too.
Worry about whether Angel’s attempt to dip dye her hair at home will work. I guess I’ll know in the morning.