I've got that Friday feeling!

It's nice when people comment on the things you do.

I've now had a couple of people say they love the blog (although, annoyingly not actually on the blog comments - so you'll just have to take my word for it)

I also had a lie-in this morning as Emilia was obviously tired from yesterday's day of stresses and slept til about 7!

We then went to "Play and Learn" where I made 2 school-boy errors:

1. Went while she was a little tired

2. Forgot dummies and - stupidly -thought that we'd be fine for a couple of hours without it

We sat about and talked and watched other children play. 

Apparently (according to the physio) I need to allow her to fall over when she's sitting uptight as if I keep catching her she'll take longer to learn to catch herself... I tried today, but I felt like it was my job, as a father, to catch her. 

There is also a certain feeling of being assessed when you're a man with your daughter and are surrounded by mothers with their children. "Can he really be as caring as a mother?" "He won't be as in tune to his daughter's needs" and so you don't want be judged as allowing your daughter to fall over because you weren't watching.

...or that might be paranoia.

One thing makes me feel a little better is that that afternoon I had left her in Emma's care while I showered after a run.

I took a photo of them just before I got into the 

shower and then about 30 seconds into my shower I heard proper crying. Emma came into the bathroom with Emilia and said that Emilia had face-planted into the carpet because Emma hadn't caught her!

I don't think it did any harm as there was no crying by the time they came into the bathroom.