I’m afraid to say it out loud, so I’ll whisper it: My baby is sleeping through the night. It’s been happening for a few months now, but saying it, or even thinking it, could tempt fate, so I’ve told myself it’s just a phase. But this morning I realised that I couldn’t remember the last time he’d woken ...
I'm writing this intro from the floor of my toddler's bedroom. He's sort of asleep, but not quite. I'm safe to have my phone switched on, but it's not yet time to sneak out of the room. I know this because I have been doing it every night for the last three months. Since we ...
So. Baby. It's time to chat. Well, you're not a baby, and that's sort of the point. You're two years, one month and one week old, and it's two years, one month and one week since I last had proper sleep. Yes, yes, I know there was that month before Christmas - believe me, I think ...
As I checked on my almost-two-year old last night, I covered him with a very specific blanket and placed a spare soother right beside his hand. I closed the door rather than leaving it ajar as we usually do. He was wearing two-piece-pyjamas instead of a one-piece sleepsuit, and he had eaten no cheese yesterday. This careful routine ...