Go the Fcuk to sleep

It’s now 9pm. I’ve been trying to get the kids to sleep since 6.30pm. Evie has now entered the realms of overtiredness. We’re currently somewhere between singing, crying and on the verge of passing out. It’s basically like putting a drunk to bed.
Henry, the ‘easy’ baby, has decided he no longer wants to sleep in his crib and wants to be held all day and night. But only by me. Both only want me. At the same time. All I want is a large glass of wine, and a good nights sleep.
Wish me luck ❤️

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