So here we are … it’s 00:27 - much earlier than normal but our little boy had got up for a tinkle and the next I hear is Mummy…alongside a lovely little cough!

Now it’s December, I’ve been sleeping on my Son’s floor since March. I can count on both hands how many nights he’s slept through and how many nights I’ve managed to be in my own bed.

But here we are again… he’s woke up, he doesn’t want to play, he just needs the security of someone being there.

So here i lay!