Jasmine has had a brilliant feeding day today. She only vomited 4% of her total feed. I am thrilled and am writing it here so that on those days when I feel like she never stops puking and we all smell of sick, I will be able to look back and say, “Ah that was a good day.”
And it was. Jasmine is still recovering from her cold and Neil and I are trying to not succumb to one. Jasmine and I lay on the bed and listened to Radio 4 and had lots of snoozes and we only got up to get more tea, milk, and various snacks. By mid-afternoon we had run out of teabags and milk (not Jasmine’s – but it tastes a bit funky in tea) and the rain had stopped, so we went for a stroll to stock up.
When we came back we lay about some more. This time in front of Fantastic Voyage – one of my all time favourite sci-fi movies, which was serendipitiously on Channel 4. Then Neil came home and said, “What is this rubbish you are watching? Why is he getting eaten by a marshmallow?”
Yesterday, we went to RIBA for breakfast and a look round the Sterling Prize Exhibition. I think the Dutch train station should win. Neil thinks the Cambridge flats should. Jasmine, as you can see from the photo, is still thinking about it.