Mmmm. Sunday is the morning that I get to lie in. Mr B and Bibsey have breakfast together. On a good Sunday this might give me two whole hours of extra sleep. The good kind. The kind of sleep that you know is not going to be disturbed by the baby waking because she is … [Read more…]
Alternative post title: MY BRILLIANT BABY My brilliant child slept until 7am this morning. She has been ‘sleeping through’ for a little while now, by which I mean not waking in the night but waking for the day at any time between 5am (horrible, just horrible) and 6.15am (barely sociable but acceptable). So this morning … [Read more…]
Right, does anyone else bum-slap their baby to sleep? In this house we have moved pretty neatly from a bed-time boob dependency to a bum-slap dependency and I just don’t know how it happened. And before you all send round Social Services, by slap I of course mean pat. PAT. P.A.T. We call it the … [Read more…]
OMeffinG there is a cacophonous racket going on outside our house and my baby is trying to sleep I am trying to get my baby to sleep. I have more or less tolerance for noisy, noisy, noisy Spain depending on the day. We have car horns bibbing, the ¡frutas! lady shouting her wares, the builders … [Read more…]
Right now as I write I am sitting outside the bedroom with the baby monitor (hardly necessary as I can hear the little whimpers and calls through the door), wanting and willing and waiting for Miss Bibsey to go to sleep. Hang on… *returns from visit to the bedroom* This is her morning nap time … [Read more…]
