What was I thinking? You may ask. Putting two babies to bed!? Especially when my own little boy has a very specific and hands-on bedtime routine that involves tooth brushing, nappy changing, book reading, and breastfeeding. Have no fear: I was so on top of things I was like Tenzing Norgay. (look it up)
|like a boss|
|E's new favourite book. Image via inis magazine|
The boys "brushed" their teeth quite happily when it was time to start getting ready for bed. Of course, at this age brushing is really just gnawing on the bristles and occasionally letting me wiggle it around over their teeth for a few seconds...but we're getting there. Then, it was the ultimate test: actually putting them to sleep. Henricus was set down in his travel cot with a bottle while E sat on my lap, as per usual, in our rocking chair while I read them both a couple of books. We then cut the lights and continued with E's normal routine until he fell asleep, then - both boys in cots - I left the room and turned on some music so Henricus would fall asleep better. I walked out of that room surprised at how easy it had just been to put two rambunctious toddlers to sleep. I spent the rest of the night reading Bring Up the Bodies, studying for my stupid Life in the UK test (permanent residency had better be worth it!), and
Let's just hope I never have to put my wildly optimistic assumptions about my parenting skills to the test and raise twins!