Daddee drifts in and out of sleep at his desk…
Daddee has started developing a headache by mid-morning…
Oh- sorry, did you call me?
An ongoing struggle…
He doesn’t seem to be breaking the habit…
3 nights in a row, he’s woken twice for feeds, and 3 times just because…
Or was it 4 times? It’s all a blur…
No! It was my turn last night; it’s yours now!
?? You sure?? Sigh.. okay then, I will feed this time….
Cry, so we check for wetness..
Cry, so we check for mosquitoes…
Cry, so I guess then he must be hungry… and that means another hour+ before going back to bed…
His older sister started sleeping right through the night at a very early age; for a while we thought he was starting the same pattern too, but alas…
But- I know I shouldn’t compare; they are different babies, different people…
I know I sound like a broken record; a scratchy, stylus pushed around broken record….
Sigh…
