Heather is fast asleep on Byron's side of the bed and I'm going to have to move her. She's too big for me to be carrying around anymore, but I still do it.
I should move her and then get into bed but instead I sit here like a dummie wasting sleep time because I hate going to bed without Byron. I'm answering emails and writing nonsense posts when I should be doing something really useful like tucking myself in.
I'm pathetic! I don't mind saying it :-)