Munchkin was 9 weeks old last Saturday. We have been for the last few weeks experimenting with the dark art of loving neglect. Yes, we are cruel and have left him to settle himself for naps and sleep in general. This has meant that there is sometimes the very melodramatic opening of lungs at full volume....just to let us know that he is cross with us and to remind us that he is still there. This goes on for all of 10 minutes....then he falls asleep.
The one essential skill that munchkin's everywhere don't have when they come into the world is the ability to fall asleep on their own. They have to be gently guided into acquiring the skill. Funny seeing that they are able to cry, poo ( oh yes!!), wee (yes again!), belch (yes!yes!yes!), fart (definitely yes!) but not settle themselves to sleep.
In the early hours of Sunday morning I woke with a start. For a start I knew I needed to feed munchkin in my capacity as Daisy moo (the dam had burst and needed containing) but also the birds were starting to break into song outside. I quickly nudged T and asked what the time was. It was 0500 - Munchkin had slept through the night....long may it continue!
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