Today Simone is off doing some surgical assisting, and so thanks to a few bottles of pre-emptively expressed milk and a minute-to-minute timetable for me to adhere to (already Charlotte is lamenting having been born to two type A personality organisation freak parents) we get to have our first proper day together alone.
Admittedly due to her love of sleeping, and feeding, and sleeping some more, it’s not exactly high adventures at the Ramsay house, but still, it’s nice.