Very Small Feet

No sleep till Booklyn ... what no! But every day when I wake up at 5am curtsey of my son that’s what plays in my head. And I want to cry. It started couple of weeks ago his regular 5.45-6am get up suddenly changed to 5 or 4 am sometimes.  And I’m the one who gets up with him. It’s ok if I didn’t go to work or had a lay in once a week but with Holiday season here means work is intense for both me and hubby. So when I can sleep I m at work. And it’s great I have a job! But I also miss sleep.  Week one of no sleep I blamed it on full moon.  But now I honestly don’t know what to think. Day before he woke up at 4am but I just preserved with my day and mind went a bit blank when I couldn’t work out why it feels like I have been awake for hours at 2pm... well silly me it’s because I was awake for hours!  Yesterday he got up at 5am... I almost cried but he was so happy and so energetic, so after school drop off and gettting some essential I went for a nap. For 3 hours. ...

School run is the only reason that I know what day it is. But still I am not quiet sure. Lately Edgar hasn’t been sleeping long. I got excited yesterday when he god up at 5.50am... yes! It is his bad.  But then child pretty much hated good night sleep all his life. And it is the favoured blog topic, a moaning posts... ( here , here , here ... and pretty much many more...  ) This Tuesday after a very emotional Monday I felt ever so tired. Tuesdays are my days, Egg is in preschool and then nursery collect him, so I just need to drop him off and collect him in he evening.  This Tuesday I was planning to go shopping for myself. But I just felt so deflated and a bit overtired.... but I did a bit more complicated hair, wore red (a happy colour)...  And in the afternoon I had a singing and dancing session for about 10 minutes and somehow my day got better.  I suppose as long as you have something active to do and occupy the brain you don’t think th...

Yesterday was good. Child had a fab morning with dada, I managed to do some studying. Then tot had a nap and picked on his dinner which was abit is downer  (guess he is still not 100% and still has that virus) but bed time was great. Fun in the bath, didn't fight with pijamas, I read him a story while he was sorting out his bedding... great day. I went to bed early in case he would get up again at 5am like he has been doing for past 5 days or so...  .....    I think this photo sums it up. He got up at 2.30am and that was that. I have tired everything ... more milk, teething gel, cuddles, take him to our bed...even woke husband up to help.... at 4.45am in the end he went to look into the gloomy night from his bedroom window so I hid in our bedroom while listening to him cooing and complaining until 5.30am I am in a very shitty mood. I love sleep. I need to sleep to function well. I blamed the kid for being mean to me and I had for a brief moment questioned our decisio...