If you’ve been reading my blog or following me on Instagram for a while, you will probably be aware that sleep (or lack thereof!) has always been one of our biggest struggles with the twiglets. Generally things are much much better than they used to be (I mean when they were babies I could regularly be found Googling whether or not you could actually die from sleep deprivation 🙈) These days, more often than not (excuse me while I just touch all the wood in the universe!) C will sleep through the night. Don’t get me wrong, it can be an utter ballache to get her to go to sleep in the first place, but once she’s down she generally stays there! 🤣 H on the other hand, can still wake a few times a night, and, as has always been the case, I’m never really quite sure of the reason why 🤔
In some ways, it feels like only yesterday that we were sat on the sofa in our living room, having just returned from hospital, with two tiny, helpless babies in car seats, looking at each other like ‘so wtf do we do now?!’ Overwhelmed, emotional and bloody knackered…
