Secretly smug

Bedtimes since the addition of number three, are definitely in my favour. While my hubby runs around getting pyjamas on, arguing over which book they want, cleaning teeth, getting milk, oh and then they ask for water… I am sat in the calm tranquility of the nursery breastfeeding kiddiewink 3. Bliss! Once she has the sleep stare, and is no longer gazing lovingly into my eyes, I get to sit on my phone, texting, facebooking, Internet browsing, and generally chilling out. Don’t get me wrong it was quite frustrating when she was feeding for ninety minutes at bedtime, but it was ninety minutes of well earned peace!


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