About ten days ago, the little man accidentally rolled from his back to his front while we were at a mothers and babies group. Unlike the tummy to back roll, which he only bothered with a few times, this roll has become his favourite thing to do as soon as he lies on his back. This made bedtime rather like an evening at the circus last night - he'd be placed on his back and then before I knew it, he'd have grabbed the cot rails and turned himself over onto his tummy. He thought this was very funny. At 9pm, having not yet had my dinner, I did not! (Well, secretly I did actually, but I have to maintain some form of parental seriousness in all this).
Eventually, at 9:30pm, when it was obvious he wasn't about to fall asleep by himself any time soon but got very upset when I left the room, I decided to offer him another breastfeed. And boy did he go for it!! Not only did he obviously need the feed, but he soon fell asleep and was easily laid peacefully in his cot.
But it was not a straightforward night, feeds at midnight, something past 3, another wake up at 5 and then having not gone back to sleep, a nappy change and another feed. So now we are in the position where it is 10:40am, his last feed was 6am and his last sleep ended at 7:50am - the neat schedule times have gone!! I am waiting for some cues...
But do you know what? My boy has been giggling away and playing happily this morning - he keeps looking at me, head cocked to one side and giving me a smile to melt the coldest of hearts. He is a happy boy! And that, that is all I could ever ask for! Love him!
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