Sunday 28 October 2007: The Longest Day
Poor Layla woke at 2am and every subsequent half-hour, up-chucking for Scotland. The heaving had subsided by mid-morning, so I took Bella off to the park to give her a chance to sleep.
I met another mum by the swings and we discussed the problems of parenthood and the end of British Summer Time. (I keep reminding Bella it's an hour earlier than she thinks and that she musn't wake up too early tomorrow, but something tells me she just aint getting it...)