Before I had baby, tiredness had a whole other definition. A tough night's sleep simply meant that I'd drank too much caffeine (or prosecco) that day and a bad morning was one where I'd forgotten to put my phone on charge, then missed the bus. A late night was self inflicted, because who wants a … Continue reading Tiredness
Why oh why did I do this to myself? As if it hadn't been a chaotic enough week sleep wise, I thought I'd just take it one step further and shake things up a bit more. Last night Scott and I had the ingenious idea to stay up and empty a bottle of rum. He'd … Continue reading The first hangover!