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Nodding off When I was a child, I slept like, well the proverbial baby. My father could be drilling, sanding and decorating outside my bedroom door and I wouldn’t wake. It was only when I became a parent that everything changed. Due to some resolved health issues, our first son had to have a period of being bottle-fed, and so it only seemed fair that I did some of the night feeds. The human body is an extraordinary thing, because from that moment, any tiny sound would wake me and, to an extent, ...

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