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The witching hour

That time between tea and bed.  That long, long, loooong hour or so.  That time when the children are tired and crotchety.  That time when nothing goes to plan.  That time when I am desperate for them to be in bed and to enjoy my small moment of still and calm, when the fire hisses and the house is soundless. 

The big girl has a talent for negotiation and bargaining.  While I am hoping these skills will help her to go far in later life, at the moment they are driving me round the bend.  Tonight the list of procrastination ranged from wanting a drink (predictable), to the batteries on her torch were fading (hum, predicting later shenanigans), to a final push with her bed socks being too slippy (?).

I love my kids but the time before bed is my nemesis, my nightmare moment.  The time when I need to count to ten on a very frequent basis.  Can I confess that I put the small boy to bed at half past five one night (or is that day) when he was just unbearable.   The cat, however, calmly sleeps through the chaos and noise, studiously ignoring the turmoil of bedtime.  I so wish I had his powers of detachment.

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Snoring

My two children are now often fairly good at night (why am I writing this and tempting fate?).  But I still feel knackered on a regular basis and it only takes a night or two of sleep depriving colds or poorliness to tip the finely balanced nocturnal scale and turn me into a knackered, grumpy mum.  Sound familiar anyone?

Added to this my husband is a snorer, particularly at times of stress.  So when the children are unsettled and the husband is snoring I long for a spare bed so that I can have an even half descent night’s sleep. 

Imagine my utter horror when I heard the distinct sound of snoring when pottering in the kitchen.  The husband had left for work so not him.  The only sleeper in the house was my wee boy.  Snoring his heart out, making the windows rattle, curled up angelically and fast asleep in his cot.  Like father, like son.

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