There is light at the end of the tunnel. Our old friend British Summer Time! Yes this Sunday, the clocks Spring forward with considerably more zest than a sleep-deprived mother.
I know that when I was younger, there were moments when I was a little shit. And now that I am a mother myself, I apologise for the hell I put you through.
I try not to have too many regrets, but I do regret ignoring this advice for three years. That co-nap was glorious. I did not care that there was washing to be done and bottles to be washed and lunch to be eaten.
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