When the boys were born I realised my sweet little cherubs were also time-consuming energy drainers. I knew my beautiful, wonderful, and supportive husband was going to be working away, and I knew I had to work out how to manage on my own with two babies. I had fear-inducing visions of myself trying to rock and pat two 8-month-olds to sleep by myself. I knew the earlier I got these boys sleeping, the better for all of us.

I entered the world of sleep training. I read books, lots of books. I worked out a plan with my husband, and together we set up good sleep habits. Soon enough those boys were sleeping beautifully to the benefit of everyone in our family.

Sometime later I realised that I didn’t want to go back to classroom teaching. While I had adored my job pre-motherhood I wasn’t sure it was for me anymore. I had a new appreciation for all the working moms out there. I needed to find something new. I kept coming back to sleep. My saving grace the last 3 years has been the boys' great sleeping habits. It’s not linear, we have ups and downs like everyone, but the majority of the time they sleep brilliantly. I’m honestly not sure how I would have coped with a husband who worked away and two babies who didn’t sleep. I also know they were good sleepers because we put in a lot of hard work and good practices.