Let’s be honest.
I thought I was going to be an awesome mum...
Then I had a baby...
Now the honest truth...after having my daughter, I did feel like I had things under control. My first born was a regular feeder, but I knew once she was in bed, she would sleep until her next feed.
She never woke up before her next feed... I felt in control...I was smashing it!
I trusted her sleep routine so much that on one occasion I made a split second decision.
It was the night I woke up around 3 o'clock in the morning to find my husband not in bed. That evening, he was at a Bucks night in the city and I was worried he hadn't come home. I called his mobile - he answered, panting...out of breath (?!)
I was still half asleep, not sure what to make of it: "Where are you?".
"Running’, he said - like it was the most...