This rain sucks. Constant rain. Varying from a miserable, stick to your clothes and hair drizzle, to a vicious downpour. But never-ending.
Poppy woke at 145am last night and didn't go back until gone 3am. Don't know if it was the teeth or what, she was having full on tantrums in the cot and then on the bedroom floor. What really didn't help was I hadn't gone to bed myself until after 11 after watching last week's Mistresses episode with a glass of wine. So when she woke up I'd only been asleep 2 hours and definitely felt like it.
The treadmill is gone.
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