So today I spent quite a long time stopping a pre schooler speeding down a hill on his bike, into bushes/trees/ditches and then pushing him up the hill on the way home. At 33 weeks pregnant. Now have a monster bruise on my leg, where I stopped Squidge from falling off by sticking my leg under bike. Ouch. Despite this, he claimed to be exhausted. It’s not right I tell you. I need a nap. Time for new Downton though, so no time to sleep just yet!