....perchance to not be woken up every 5 minutes!
10.30 to bed, late night watching Strictly!
11.02 The Baby Brother wakes crying
1.56 He wakes again and has a huge feed
3.04 My Little Helper wakes up crying
4.27 Mr FK kicks me hard and mumbles ' sorry, was dreaming I was playing football' after I dig him in the ribs
5.25 The smoke alarm outside the bedroom door tests itself. I can't go back to sleep just in case the house really is burning down and am running through how to carry all 3 children at once in my head.
Tonight I'm going to camp somewhere peaceful, like the hard shoulder of the motorway.