A bonus life update, this month, because I promised to tell you how it went with Angelica’s first day at school. Whether I cried, whether I fell to my knees sobbing and tried to hold on to her feet as she walked into the classroom…
As a matter of fact, I didn’t cry at all, which led me to believe, momentarily, that I was dead inside. I think it was because she was so excited and happy to be starting school, so it just felt silly to be sad and I didn’t want her to see me cry, because she would have thought that there was something to cry about. I had a small wobble when she asked for a cuddle at the door, but I managed to keep my eyes from watering up too badly by staring at the ceiling, which is a frequently-used trick of mine. It must make me look completely unhinged when I do it –  “ooh! Mrs Jackman! What a superb ceiling you have here!” – but it has to be better than the alternative. Anyway, I wrote the last life update on the eve of Angelica’s first day at school, but I write this update on the eve of Ted’s first day! He’s trying out nursery for the first time and – I have to admit – it’s making me very slightly shaky on the emotional front. The guard is down. It’s partly because I’ve been finishing off the launch stuff for The Night Feed (my new app, launches on Saturday, woohoo, more on that tomorrow!) and so I had to look through dozens of baby photos, but itR...