I forgot...

Had a very strange dream last night.  Even odder that dreaming about LoVox!

I was on a bus.  When I saw another bus just pile into a cyclist.  Like a cartoon, the cyclist was spreadeagled on the front of the bus - his bike went under.

As no one else seemed to care, I jumped off the bus and said I would be a witness, that the bus driver had been driving like a maniac and the cyclist couldn't escape.  I was telling this to the Inspector when the driver just drove away.

It was at that point I remembered - I had left my baby on the bus I had been travelling on.  I woke up with a start, heart pounding, to the realisation that I haven't had a baby around the house for 14 years now, and the last time I dreamt about leaving a baby behind was just after Daughter was born.  20 years ago now.

And thankfully she arrived safely home today from University.  Everything is either too big (the tub of margerine) or too small (her new room)

And now she is sleeping.  8pm on Sunday evening. 

Ahh.  It is so nice to have her at home again.