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I wonder how far along Sadie is? Is she sick? I wish I didn’t keep torturing myself with these questions. But it’s sort of impossible not to.

Monday July 20th

Mum said she would ‘take Daisy off my hands’ today so I could have a rest.

I told her about Daisy’s routine.

Mum did her usual, ‘Stop telling me how to do it Jules, I’ve had three bloody kids.’

Yes.

In the seventies.

Mum’s philosophy is, ‘As long as the baby’s not dead, everything’s fine.’

She still doesn’t know how to use disposable nappies. Daisy ALWAYS comes back with her nappy on back-to-front and the sticky bits stuck to her clothing.

Still. It was nice to have an hour to myself. Although Daisy was so upset when she came back that I had to spend a good hour and a half calming her down.

Tuesday July 21st

Althea phoned today.

She asked if I was still planning on running the Christmas Marathon.

I said no way.

I never wanted to do it in the first place.

Althea said Sadie has pulled out.

News of Sadie’s illegitimate baby has got back to the race organisers, and they don’t want her singing ‘We Are the World, We Are the Children’.

Felt pretty happy about that.

Althea said, ‘Look, you’re already signed up. And you’ve raised hundreds for Children’s Aid. Why pull out because of that nasty moon-faced cow?’

I said I’d think about it.

Meaning no.

If being dumped on my wedding day doesn’t give me an excuse not to run a marathon, what does?

Wednesday July 22nd

Everyone always says what a happy baby Daisy is, but I really wish she was a sleepy baby too.

I am so jealous of Althea, who says Wolfgang falls asleep all over the house.

Apparently all she has to do is give him some beef jerky to chew and he drifts off.

Grrr.

Thursday July 23rd

Took Callum to McDonald’s today.

The McDonald’s server just COULD NOT understand that I wanted carrot sticks for Callum’s Happy Meal.

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