Felix went to bed like a dream at 7 and slept through 11 hours again last night. So I'm now wondering how many consecutive nights before we can start claiming that Felix is actually 'sleeping through'? I reckon about 5.
Suburban, middle-class 30-something living in London with dreamy boyfriend, 2 kids and all that. It gets worse, I actually like my life. I'm a left-leaning make of 30-something, so I spit on Chelsea Tractors and pontificate a lot about, well, anything really. All sounds very, erm, comfortable, I know, but I do have large reserves of cynicism, which I see as my saving grace for becoming one of the masses.
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