… There isn’t any cute, adorable, doe-eyed, absolutely heart-melting creature watching me sleep.

As I flickered my vision and greeted the day, she wasn’t kneeling right at the end of her cot, with her hands holding on to the wooden bars steadily, and flashing me a captivating smile.

Imagine the awesome surprise I had yesterday morning, as I leaned close to the cot, and she was already up, playing quietly, entertaining herself whilst Mummy was still snoozing away.

The first thing I saw when I opened my eyes, was her kneeling by the cot side, looking at me. And yes, she saw me awake and immediately beamed me a smile.

I wasn’t the last she saw when she slept on Sunday night… but I have heard all about it, from him, of how she had fell asleep right in his arm.