My nights.

August 19, 2007

We had visitors this weekend so Wrigglebot bunked in our room. Now you would think that because he knows our room and he was in his own cot with his own blankets he would sleep as good as usual. Not so. To him he was all alone in a dark room that was not his own listening to strange noises blaring in from the loungeroom. He would not settle unless I was there stroking his face or rubbing his back and that would take almost an hour then he would wake up during the night and whimper when he did not recognise anything.  I tried talking to him from our bed, ‘Mummy’s here, you can go back to sleep.’ I was hoping desperately that the sound of my voice would settle him and I would not have to venture from underneath my warm blankets into the cold night. It did not work. Eventually he snuggled in next to me in bed and it was all good.

Tonight he is back in his room and was blissfully sleeping before his head even hit the mattress, I think he likes his dog mobile and his Thomas stickers on the wall. There isn’t much that will phase Wrigglebot during the day but he cannot stand any kind of disruption to his routine when it comes to sleeping. I can’t say that I mind normally because it means that he sleeps well most of the time, I am just wondering when the day will come when we can go on holidays without the first two nights being disrupted by crying.

I just read over what I had written and suddenly remembered that soon I will have another little one and my nights will once again be stolen by little cries in the night. Aaahh, think I better go get some sleep now in preparation.

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