Emma-envy (Anna)

Emma hasn't been sleeping well recently, which means she has two Mums who are exhausted.

I wish a kind, caring person would come up to my desk at work and say, "Hiya, little one. I noticed that you're getting a bit cranky. I think someone needs a nap. Let's go and get some sleep, hey?" And they would take whatever writing I was working on and lay it down gently, reach under my arms and pick me up. My colleagues would blow kisses at me and say "bye-bye" or "nigh-nigh" as I went past.

My protector would carry me to a comfy bed, stroking my head as it lolls on their shoulder. Then they would lie me down gently, tuck a bunny under my arm and a blanket over my bum. They would say, softly "Sleepy-sleep, my little one." And then, while I started to drift off into a deep slumber, they would sing made-up lullabies to me in a soft voice, and gently kiss my cheeks. If I woke up and cried, they would tuck me back in and say, "Back to sleep. It's ok" in that funny sing-song voice reserved for babies and pat my back rhythmically, and I would go back to sleep for as long as I needed to.

This was my fantasy today. I think my workplace should seriously consider adding this service to our extended benefits plan.