My Saviour

 

 

Cbeebies, how do I love thee?

Let me count the ways.

 

I love the much needed exercise you have brought me, in the form of the

'Timmy Time dance off', created by the sleep thief herself.

 

I love the things you teach me daily, such as how a bridge is built (thanks Nina) or how to sign 'giraffe' (thanks Justin).

 

I love that you have the ability to bring my daughter out of a tantrum in a way that no one else ever could, usually involving Baby Jake.

 

I love that you don't judge me when I send my daughter off to find a toy that doesn't exist so that I can have a few seconds to stuff my face with chocolate in piece.

 

I love how welcome you make me feel when my daughter is asleep and I am the only one watching to see who wants a show me!

 

I love that you have witnessed my hardest parenting moments, and cheered me on throughout.

 

I love how mesmerising my daughter finds you, I'm certain you are the sole reason I have managed to get this far.

 

I love that you are always there, a familiar face in a world mostly full of misery, sleep deprivation and Quavers.

 

CBeebies, without you I would have crumbled under the pressure of dealing with my daughter. It is such a comfort to know that we are in this together, you and I, until the bitter end, each and every day. An end which is nowhere near being in sight, but I remain hopeful that one day we will reach it.