It’s 4.30am and I’m upstairs on the Internet while Chris helps Eleanor get back to sleep and while Rosemary tries to go back to sleep. I just want to climb back under my covers and get that little bit more sleep I’m due. Please. Since moving into the bunk bed, …
So, apparently running a week-long Book Week kind of tires you out and leaves you not blogging for a whole week. Sorry about that. I’m writing my posts for the next one well in advance. Promise. The big news around here, apart from somehow being Number 27 in the Technorati …
I’ve been waiting to write this post for ages and, to be honest, it’s probably a teensy bit premature. You see, instead of writing a post about all the problems we have with getting children and babies to go to sleep and getting them to stay asleep, I wanted to …
Every now and then, Rosemary goes off (with her suitcase) for a sleepover to my mum’s. Last night she had her first sleepover at her cousin’s, so she could watch the fireworks, which she enjoyed. The last two times she’s gone for a sleepover, we’ve moved Eleanor’s cot into her …
For the last two nights, Rosemary has gone to sleep almost immediately after I left the room.
