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I can’t get no sleep

Since becoming a parent I have become used to operating on minimal sleep. It’s the main thing that people like to mock you about when you are expecting your first kid. They say ‘helpful’ stuff like; ‘Say goodbye to lie-ins.’ This time round though, I haven’t received the same amount of emotional ‘support’.

To be honest Adlai is a good little sleeper. And for the last year or so has gone right through the night without waking. In fact he is a much better sleeper than I am. He must get it from Faith. It doesn’t take much to wake me up. This week has seen the return of the pregnancy snores and I am struggling. I have now slept in every room of my house, except the bathroom, though the bathtub has looked pretty appealing on a couple of occasions.

When Faith had the pregnancy snores two years ago, we lived in a flat with a huge loft bedroom that stretched the entire length of the house. Just before Adlai was born, I was sleeping at one end of the room and Faith was at the other. We were so far apart, we’d send text messages to each other to say goodnight. I’m thinking of starting that up again. Tonight’s message will include a photo of the bathroom from my perspective in the tub.

In fairness to Faith, the pregnancy snores have coincided with our first bout of winter sickness. Faith has a chest infection, Adlai has an ‘upset tummy’ (if you know what I mean) and me…well I’m fine except for the sleep deprivation. When I can’t sleep I get the Faithless song ‘Insomnia’ stuck in my head. At the moment it is my anthem day and night. Come to think of it whatever happened to Faithless? They never could get any sleep. Perhaps their wives were all pregnant.

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