A Wayfair bed review…a brilliant king sized bed for co-sleeping… The five people you meet in our bed in the morning:
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26 things I’m too tired for as a tired, tired mum
Read moreA few nights ago I was lying on the sofa, with wine that I was too physically tired to lift my hand to drink. ‘Go to bed!’ My shocked husband said. But I was too tired for that, even. I know it’s the same old sleepy story, but parents are just generally, well, tired aren’t…
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How not to do bedtime
Read moreBedtime is the last event in the parenting Olympics, isn’t it? It’s the final hurdle, with the finishing line – sofa and wine – tantalisingly within touching distance. But you don’t get a medal, and win or lose you’re awarded the same opportunity to do it again the next day. And then over and over…
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What not to do when you’re sleep deprived
Read moreIt’s a place where toddlerisms make sense but not much else, where everything is all at once a bit too dull, and a bit too bright, you forget your own name, why you are standing in front of the fridge and even why you went into the kitchen in the first place. Welcome to the…
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An open letter to sleep, from a tired mum of two
Read moreDear Sleep, Remember me? We used to be best friends, but then four years ago we fell out. I know it was something I did and not something I said; getting pregnant isn’t a sure-fire route to nights of blissful slumber, is it? And when the pregnancy insomnia was replaced by a baby who much…
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12 signs you’re a sleep-deprived parent
Read moreAre you a sleep-deprived parent? Here’s 12 signs your child is no friend of sleep… You can always tell when the clocks change due to the higher-than-normal volume of tweets from parents. Extra hour in bed? Not likely! Lighter evenings? Thanks so much for the 9pm bedtime. Blackout blinds? Ha! – are some of the things…
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Star Wars Saturdays and the circular nature of parenting
Read moreWhile you can kiss goodbye to luxurious lie-ins when you’re a parent, Alex and I occasionally try and give each other a bit of a longer sleep at weekends. It’s a tiny, tantalising reward for those nights of mid-week wake-up woes that inevitably culminate in all of us squashed in one bed, with the toddler…
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