Hot Child in the City

It's been too hot these days, I haven't been sleeping well either in the day or at night, my rocker-seat is always wet when I get out, especially where my head rests (but not on bottom, thanks Huggies!). One day I had a rash, mum didn't want me wear Huggies- she thinks it may be bad for my rash, so she put cotton nappies on me. But I felt wet in my bed at 3 o'clock and woke up, and cried. Mummy had to get me changed in the middle of the night.

This is second day that I didn't sleep in my bed, cause it's too hot. It's 40 degrees in the daytime and Papa has been taking me to visit museums in Paris because they have air-conditioning. But the heat doesn't let up, as it's 33 degrees in my room at 4 o'clock in morning! Mum took me in her bed with tower fan, oh much better! We had a huge bed for both of us, anyway at least for me.

It was a wonderful occasion for me to practise my turns. I made a lots of turns all the night in middle of the bed, leaving almost no place for Mummy to sleep. Today, on my half-birthday, I made it!

Now you know that I can sleep whatever position I like, but my Mummy and Daddy should be aware all the time, because I may hurt myself.

This morning Papa took me to the airport, I didn't know where we were going yet. Dad told her we were going on a holiday to see Grandpa and Grandma; Mummy wanted us to stay and would be back in a few weeks. She wasn't happy, I saw her wet eyes, she hugged me very tight this morning before she went to work.

29 June 2003

It's been a very hot weekend. Mummy, Papa and I were invited by some friends to their home for lunch today. They live outside Paris, so we had to take the train. I have a buggy borrowed from a friend, which made the voyage quite comfortable. It wasn't so much fun for Papa, who had to lift the buggy over the railings at the railway station.

It was a very hot day, and very sunny when we arrived. I met Luella, her husband Yves, and their daughter Mercedes, who is one year older than me. It's better at their place than in Paris, as the air is much cleaner, so we got to sit al fresco. I love their garden!

Unfortunately, I'm too young to crawl around. Anyway, I have to watch myself because the sun can do an awful lot of damage my tender skin. Whilst Papa was sunning himself in the garden, I snoozed away under the shade.