Tail end of the jetlag

Even though yesterday was my first full day without the headache, my sleeping is still out of wack. The night before last I went to bed at 1am (my fault, I was up writing here) and woke around 4.30am and couldn't get back to sleep. So got up at 5am. I was falling asleep watching EastEnders last night, which isn't normal for me (but it was a boring episode).

Last night would have been better except Charlotte was awake and crying around the time I wanted to go to bed. I ended up wheeling her cot into the spare bedroom and shutting the door, which put her straight to sleep. I was dead on my feet. She woke again during the night asking to be put back into her and Lily's room so I did that and she slept till about 6.45am.

Jen and I chatted for the first time since I left (a short 2 hour conversatation, normally we're on for 3 hours). Now we have fabulous memories and a lot of sadness our week is over. But gratitude that the week was even possible. Next stop, New York.