Nighty night
Last night, Albert had his 4:30am bottle. I changed his nappy. I tucked him back into bed. Then I went back into the lounge to put his bottle in the sink, tidy up the change table, have a drink of water and stop by the loo before going back to bed myself.
I come out of the loo to hear my boy talking to his son, “It’s ok, here’s Mum”.
Says I “What’s going on?”
Hunny says “I got him up for you. Have you done his bottle?”
“Ummm, yah. He’s already drunk it and been changed. He was back in bed”
He’d started to practise his lung development and I’d not heard a thing while in the loo. Course, Tony’d not heard a thing prior to that where the bottle and nappy change had all happened.
We each sleep through different things I guess.