8.30 to 6.30
I was so pleased and proud of the young lad last night. He was tired after his supper, his bath and all the activities of the day. So once we brushed teeth and combed hair, he lay in bed looking tired but happy. I read the Spanish nursery rhymes (irritatingly there are English translations, and they are shockingly bad, and the illustrations are awful too) and he enjoyed them, but I had to restart because he was still awake. He was soon asleep and was very relaxed.
He slept and slept and slept. All night. Not a move, not a cheep, not a cry till about 4.30am. I think this is the first time ever. Well, as we have 24 hour turns, he may be sleeping the night through with her, but I don't know. One of our major stresses has been his lack of sleep, and he has been getting better and better with me since his return. Last night marked the first time he slept the whole night through.
A full day ahead, starting with taking laundry out, dressing the little fellow, getting his bag of spare clothes for the kindergarten. Bit by bit.
He slept and slept and slept. All night. Not a move, not a cheep, not a cry till about 4.30am. I think this is the first time ever. Well, as we have 24 hour turns, he may be sleeping the night through with her, but I don't know. One of our major stresses has been his lack of sleep, and he has been getting better and better with me since his return. Last night marked the first time he slept the whole night through.
A full day ahead, starting with taking laundry out, dressing the little fellow, getting his bag of spare clothes for the kindergarten. Bit by bit.