baybeasts

I’m sad that I have not journaled or blogged more over the past three months. I always thought that I would frantically record their every action, gurgle, spew… The interrupted sleep is slowing me down. I have forgotten how to spell, and every day passes in a blur of small achievements. Often I feel pleased if I have managed to do something as minor as emptying the compost into the worm farm. It can take a whole week to return a phone call. I’m worried that my synapses might never speed up again, but at least this is a pretty nice place to be if I have to feel like I’m wading though mud.

Loey is still the wide awake, bright baby he’s always been. He has quick 40 minute naps during the day, and sleeps in 1-2 hourly bursts overnight. We are sometimes getting a 3 hour block between 7pm-10pm, but after midnight, it’s often gruesome. S is being a pregnant wonderwoman and gets up with him at 6am and lets me have another 2 hours sleep. It is keeping me sane. I don’t know how she does it after a night of terribly broken sleep with her sore hips, bad heartburn, headaches and hourly wees. I am so so grateful.

Tootle is going to be born sometime in the next 4 weeks. I am excited, and not as terrified as I was just after Loey was born. More sleep deprivation? Bring it on!!! I’m sure when I lose my 6am-8am sleep I’ll feel less excited. And in the meantime, we are really enjoying our less bundled baby in this balmy weather. One thing though - I don’t understand why so much gunk accumulates behind his ears! I clean them with a washer in the bath and then towel dry, but when I actually looked today, there was a stuck-on layer of ick. Poor kid - I did the spit-on-the-finger-as-lubricant trick to get it off.