4.30am is just too early. We've been woken at this time for a few weeks now by O, who is eager to begin his day. Us, not so much. It's exhausting. A different kind of tiredness, when you know there is no such thing any more as "sleep when the baby sleeps". Not when the four year does not stop asking questions, needing Mum mum mum for every tiny tiny little thing and then the little one gets sick, so not only does he start the day at 4.30am, he wakes every hour or so through the night. Whinger, right? I
Anyway, we have two birthday parties to attend today. Lots of fairies, pink and sugar.... Maybe the sugar will keep me going!