One month into being parents for the second time, TBH and myself already find ourselves up against a formidable double-team.
DTY has mastered waking for a feed at the most annoying time possible - around 5 am. Just the time when you know there will be no sleep worth having left. This morning though, we thought we'd won a watch. An impressively quick turnaround, with so little wailing that DTE didn't rouse, left us with a vague possibility of at least a quick half hour's kip. But no. Using her ability to see through walls, DTE timed her arrival in our room to the second of us putting DTY back in her Moses Basket. 'Can you help me practice for the Dance Competition please Daddy?' (Lazytown) Oh, well!
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