We just had CJ's worst night for ages.

He first woke a bit after 1am. A. got up to check on him and found he hadn't wriggled up from under the sheets and he didn't have a poo-ey nappy.

So we left him thinking he should settle himself back to sleep. But no. Next time A. got up, he had wriggled to the top of the cot, and he did need changing. Ok now go to sleep, little boy.

But no. At 2am I got up and fed him. I said sorry it took so long for us to get his message.

A full belly in the middle of the night would make you think he'd sleep in a bit longer... but no. 5am and he's wide awake and starving again.

Yawn.