Just to prove I fully appreciate that all of this 'advice' stuff is easier said than done...Last night, after finishing my post about sensible sleeping, I became entirely absorbed in weeping at X-Factor (don't judge me) and stayed up way too late. My son then woke up at 4am and refused to do anything but shout 'cuddddle mummmmy' (how do they manage to learn the emotionally manipulative words first?) until I gave in at 5.30am and got him up. He finally had a half hour nap later on during the day - I spent this time panicking that I wasn't sleeping, then tried reading, then threw the book across the room...promptly waking my son up. For the rest of the day, I've been a total cow to him and he's been a little turd to me. When the delirium and hysteria set in, I called a friend, who came and rescued me. I can't express how grateful I felt. When she arrived, I expressed it by over-emotionally blubbing at her. Lack of sleep seriously messes with your head...and somehow seems to lead to even less sleep. I was going to write 'fact' after that, but then felt too much of a wanker. So, yes, easier said than done, that sleep thing. Still worth a try, though, innit.
Oh, and I just remembered why I'd switched my computer on in the first place last night. It was to order a new kitchen bin. I remember that I was actually quite excited about ordering a new kitchen bin. And then I forgot how excited I was. Now, despite being stupidly tired, I'm excited all over again. This blog is definitely the place to come for glamour, thrills and celebrity gossip.