Since Baby N's arrival we've had a lot less sleep. A lot less sleep. This is not always a good thing but a lot of the time it is. It's not bad when you've done loads of stuff i.e. tidied the house, done a couple of loads of laundry, hung it out to dry, played with Baby N, fed Baby N, sorted out lunch for us "grown-ups", been for a looong walk, a nice little snack in the Botanical Garden, taken lots and lots of photos of Baby N, planned other stuff and when you get back you realise that it's still early afternoon!
But it sort of makes me think: What time did I get up? Seriously?!
And by 20.30 that night you just want to fall face-first into your pillow and pray that the Little Monster will snooze till at least 7 tomorrow morning. And I might win the Euro Million Lottery without actually buying a ticket.
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