Obviously Philip Ruddock doesn't know what it's like to be a parent.
For the last week and a half, Elijah has been waking through the night, which has totally thrown us as he'd been sleeping through since he was about 9 weeks old. Now it wouldn't be so bad, except he will not resettle. At all. Even if he is being patted and soothed. Even if he is being held. Even if he comes into bed with us (which is the worst part, because that used to be our fail safe method of actually getting SOME sleep). He'll settle while being fed, but once that's over, will shriek again when put back to bed. Consequently, none of us have had much sleep in the past week and a half. And to top it all off, Elijah isn't even sleeping during the day (again) either, so I don't even get a break to save my sanity while on SAHM duty.
We are cranky, snappy and frustrated. Sleep deprivation has turned me from "generally calm and happy Mummy" to "suddenly evil, psychotic Mummy" who has almost lost the plot entirely a few times in this period. It's not fun at all. And I'm sure you could probably get me to reveal a few secrets with the promise of everything going back to normal.
So Philip Ruddock, if you're out there, I invite you to spend the night at our house. In fact, spend a whole 24 hours here and carry our child around and change some nappies while you're at it. Then you might see that sleep deprivation in fact IS torture!