As if it wasn’t enough her getting me up very early, within 10 minutes of her having her bottle, she threw up over herself, the sofa, my new cushion (from Matalan, isn’t it lovely?), and my pyjamas. Cue a stealth dash upstairs to get clean dry clothes for us both, very very quietly so that I don’t wake child 1. I could pull off a rare gems heist I’m that quiet… And for once, things go right and child 1 remains asleep. Yay! Small mercies and all that.