He slept. He slept. He slept. The.Whole.Night. I on the other hand did not. I kept waking up expecting him to wake up and he didn't. I don't know if it was a fluke, or if it was the massive amount of mashed potato he ate for tea, or the bottle of formula he had last thing at night but whatever it was it worked.
So tonight we're doing the same thing all over again.
(Molly, he's actually named the Count after Dracula purely because of his nocturnal habits - he has yet to turn into a bat and swoop through some unsuspecting lass' bedroomwindow but give him time and possibly a slightly warmer time of year; however, when I am composing blogposts in my head he does tend to get referred to as Count Jim Moriarty Grytpype-Thynne - an amalgamation of both villains from The Goon Show)
6 comments:
Woo hoo!! Who knew (before kids) how triumphant one could be about a full nights sleep.
YEE HAA!!! Now that's a cause for celebration! Where did I put the champagne flutes??
Yay!! Now all you have to do is re-train yourself to sleep at nights!
Halleluia! Isn't it amazing how sleep deprivation simplifies what you want out of life?? Have yourself one of those hot toddies to give yourself a nudge in the right direction!
Sooo glad he slept!
I loved the Goons, my brother & I still lapse into the 'roles' occasionally!
Meggie I love the Goon Show too. I remember listening to them on the radio (they were repeats I'm not that old)as a very little girl and laughing my head off. Best episode - Napolean's Piano
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