I found a pilates class tonight. This meant H had to have her very end of day routine with Daddy.
I explained it to her, and while she wasn’t ecstatic (Shaun “can I sing twinkle twinkle to you?” H “No, I don’t think so”), I did promise I’d pop in when I got in and say goodnight.
She was wide awake in bed, a big beaming smile “MUMMY!”
A quick Twinkle Twinkle and the world has been put to rights again. I hope…
Also, today was our first Tuesday apart. She coped well, I coped well. It’ll be okay. Everything will be okay.