Not a great day

It’s been a pretty tough day.

Yesterday was good, I managed to get Violet to nursery, dress properly and even looked a bit smart as I was giving a lecture at a University. Arguably not a brilliant lecture, but still. I also met and had a long chat with a PR executive and managed to move two projects forward. It felt good to be grown-up again.

I organised a nice dinner for me and E and went to bed early, all seemed like it was finally getting better. I woke up feeling pretty good at 4 am, slightly confused!

Violet had a little cry at 4:30 (which is normal) and I gave her 50ml of diluted milk and that’s where the trouble started. By 6:30 I was changing her after she had woken up screaming every 25 mins. At 7am, I was giving her a bath as I realised she’d managed to puke in her own hair.

I got her to the nursery with clean brushed hair and nice clothes. But I was wrecked, it’s hard to then jump straight into several quite serious projects.

Not having uninterrupted sleep for 18 months or one morning off is starting to take its toll.