So this mornings appointment with the nurse was a waste of time. The first time I let out a pained noise she retreated saying she wasn’t comfortable continuing. I explained to her it was going to be painful, don’t know what she was expecting. I wish she’d just got on with it, not I have to wait for another appointment, probably at the hospital (I don’t drive so it costs be nearly £40 in taxi fares).

I didn’t get as far as talking to T about what this weekend is, or what the ‘kit’ is, but I did let him know I wanted a favour. I wrote this (see pic). The first pixelated bit refers to my inner world, the second specifically about the gentle/vulnerable part.

We left it to the end but he said ‘of course I will’ and asked If there were any ‘special instructions?’ I said he shouldn’t try to take it through any airport security, he smiled. I love T. I hope this helps It’s ridiculous that my one year old sleeps better than I do!