I woke up this morning at 5am feeling refreshed.
"Yes," I thought, "they're back to sleeping through"
As any mother would I went in to check on them and everything was fine, so I wonder back to bed and snuggle in with Baker Bob.
I wake again at 7:15 and still not a peep out of them! I get all excited and thought I'll get up and sterilise all the bottles ready for today.
I get out to the kitchen and they're already done!
Something's not adding up
I wake Adam.
"Did you get up last night?"
"Yeah to the boys."
"2:30, feed Manning, settled him, feed Lincoln, settled him, was up for a couple of hours"
"Oh, I didn't wake up to them?"
"No and I thought it better you sleep since you have such a rotten cold."
I think I'm in love!