Morning all. Well, yes, I've had some sleep. Not much, 3 hours maybe, but that's better than usual, and all down to DH. He took Babax after the 11pm feed, and then sat up with him until his next feed at 2.30am so I could get some rest. It'd be easy if we didn't also have a sleep refusing toddle, as it was 10.30pm before she was in bed, so neither of us could crash out early. I keep repeating the MN mantra 'this too shall pass' 
Actually, to be honest, sleep issues aside we're both on cloud nine, and feel very lucky. We have two gorgeous, healthy, happy children, at an age when biology doesn't always grant you these things. Putting both of them in the car, or going for a walk with two.... feels like our family is complete. Love it.
Wotta good luck with the house hunting. It can be a depressing process, until you find the right place, and then it isn't depressing at all. Your right place is out there somewhere. Just a case of finding it.
Plonky good luck with the photo shoots. I have no tips other than exclude confidence! DH is good at this. Doesn't matter what he is doing, he gives the impression he is the world's greatest expert. Winds me up no end when it's something like feeding a baby he has no clue, but works well in a business setting.
Speaking of DH he isn't in Cumbria yet, although he really does need to go. Trying to find childcare/nanny. There is no way I can manage the bedtime dramas by myself, so I either need a night nanny, or he needs to take the toddler with him, and a sitter to mind her while he is working.