Deep night. Light sleep. From the monitor, a crackled snoring. Until – ‘mummy!’ – and again, ‘mummy!’ Of course, awake at once. The room is dark alarm clock blue. No moment to think, just ‘mummy!’ and you have to be there. These are the 3am activities: coughing, crying, hugging, soothing. Sleep has gone now; the […]![]()
