I finally got it!

Something I have dreamed of for a while now. No, not a new knife set! Or my old one sellling (which it did, and I did fare it well!) I. Got. A. Sleep. In. When I say “sleep in”, I mean I was still woken at Supid O’Clock by crying…

Maybe getting up wasn't such a bad idea

I considered just not getting up. The Grumpy one had to go to work early. I got less than four hours sleep between bedtime and 3am. And not much after that. The 3am feed set off the pain in the right boob again. So bad I couldn’t sleep. Monkey Boy’s…