The journey from premature to.... well, quite mature
A journal of a premature baby's first year written retrospectivley.
Sunday
No update
Monday 8 October 2001
I was in a shocking mood all day. I went shopping with mummy and I refused to sleep and I am too angry to write in my diary. I am not coping with the tiny amount of sleep I am getting at the moment.
Newer Posts
Older Posts
Home
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)
