Thanks for all the kind thoughts - and especially thankyou to Mr Wol for much hugging and tendresse - and it must have worked because in spite of fever and runny nose on both BB's and my parts sleep was had (and interruptions to sleep were dealt with by Mr Wol) and I am almost human this morning.

BB responds to certain things on the TV but mostly it is as if it doesn't exist except as a nice plunky surface to bang things on. Some kids' shows, like In The Night Garden he gets very interactive with and large smiley faces and underwater scenes seem to hold his attention too. Right now though he is watching Gene Kelly in An Invitation to the ( Read more... )

Well amongst all the other fun of the fair this bank holiday weekend the worry of surviving carless has been lifted (well sorta not including possible health related not driving things) thanks to our government's fundamental lack of a spine. After doing interview after interview digging himself steadily in deeper and deeper with his 'the gardai ( Read more... )

first of all WOW! That post on sleeping babies has obviously struck several chords with people. Never have i garnered such a response. Heck there's comment threads going on! Baby Boy went to sleep like, well, like a proverbial baby (which as the comment threads demonstrate is nothing like flesh and blood babies) tonight after fussing and fussing ( Read more... )

All the Baby books seem united on the importance of establishing a bedtime routine where offspring goes to sleep in their cot/basket and how when they inevitably protest about this you are to go and soothe them but not take them out / pick them up/ sing / rock / cuddle / speak. I have just one question. How the FUCK are we supposed to soothe them ( Read more... )

Swings - Baby Boy slept right through the night for the very first time, from about 11pm to after 7.30 am. WOW! DD NEVER did that. So am suppressing the maternal paranoia that assumes he is sickening for something and bouncing with glee. Long may these nights last ( Read more... )

Todayy has been a day of many little parts, all only partially successful. i have a thousand and one things to do before we try to drive to Dublin on Thursday - in what promises to be teeming rain, huzza! - and am insanely busy trying to do it all. Except that I am moving in slow motion. It's like trying to run underwater. I have a list and most of ( Read more... )

I am not sleeping all that well. This has happened to me before but not since moving permanently into the same bed as Mr Wol (no smart remarks) unless he is away. Left to my own devices I like to fall asleep around 1 a.m. My body seems to be doing its best to reinstate this model. In practice though this just means I do not have enough sleep and ( Read more... )

Got a lie in this morning. DD has decided that she is her mother's daughter after all and is snoozing later and later these days. tis morning Mr Wol got up and went to work all alone poor lamb and DD woke me asking 'Where Dada?' at 8.30. She seemed quite resigned to the absence of Dada luckily. I missed him, although after the shenanigins of the ( Read more... )