It’s 3am and the toddler has been tossing and turning, feeding and cuddling, crying and snuggling for two hours already. The thoughts a parent experiences at this point as they try to get back to sleep;
Justin’s house, la la la la la la la, Justin’s house, la la la la la la, everybody’s welcome here in Justin’s house.
Who would win in a fight between the Octonauts and the Little Robots? I guess this depends on where the fight took place. Why would they be fighting anyway?
Ow, my arm, what do I do with them normally while I sleep? Surely they aren’t always this uncomfortable?!
I love you darling, but do you have to use my head as a pillow?
Justin’s house, Justin’s house. Arghhhhh I need to get that song out of my head.
What now? More milk? Really? I bet you need a new nappy, how long until Daddy wakes up and offers to change you?
Oh well, at least with being awake this much at night you are sure to have a lie in and I can get on with jobs before you wake.
If I go to sleep now I’d get a couple of hours before the alarm goes off.
Dusting for Justin, arghhhh that wasn’t what I meant. I didn’t want to replace one song with another!
Jobs for tomorrow, (well I guess technically it’s today), washing, washing up, sort through ironing, Toddler group, shopping, school work and planning…
You really do need a new nappy don’t you? But you are finally asleep and I don’t want to wake you.
You’re asleep! My turn, now why can’t I sleep?
Fingers tapping, Chuggington, chugger chugger chugger chugger Chuggington.
If I go to sleep now I’ll get an hour before the alarm goes off.
Yes! Daddy is up, nappy change for you, bad Mummy, I should have done that already.
If I go to sleep now I’ll get…
Beep beep beep