meadow. I thought I would share my Brave Thing. I got up this morning at 5.30 and ran. For 4 miles. Up an extremely steep route. Because of where we are I've been worried about this, really worried. You basically have to run on the main road as there are no paths. Strangely, I was worried about being killed

I tossed and turned most of the night to be honest. But I got up and did it as I would have felt worse not doing it. And it turns out the Italian drivers seem to be very used to it and I didn't even become close to being killed. And I had a bad nights sleep for nothing. And it wasn't even anywhere near as bad as I imagined it to be (apart from the hills
).
Even those of us that probably come over as practical and capable worry about random stuff. Not that it's the same, I know that. Xx
My mother can upset me deeply at the drop of a hat. It never gets any better. Wish I had an answer to that I'm afraid and I could share it for your DF.
And I wish I had an answer to unsettled babies, particularly second ones, that don't sleep for knackered parents like seacow. No words, just sympathy here.
But I'm very chuffed to hear of norths amazing weight loss. Bloody well done.
Sat now having a strong cup of Italian coffee, feeling virtuous....!