Among the many things I hate about being ill (I’m not very good at it for a start), is that it always completely screws with my sleeping pattern. I was up at 8am this morning. 8am! On a Sunday!
Now if you’ll excuse me I’m going to crawl back under the duvet and feel sorry for myself.
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8am?
Oh, but it’s almost sleeping in when you’ve got two lovely but very fast-awake kids. :)