I am so over this fucking sleep regression! DS is absolutely knackered but oh no he couldn’t possibly go to sleep and stay asleep for long enough to reset and stop being such an absolute toerag
Here are the places he no longer wishes to be asleep:
The pram
The car
My arms
The sling
Anyone else’s arms
His bouncy chair
Places he might sleep:
His cot, in a dark room, after a long, tedious process involving my upper body pretty much in the cot, white noise and a specific toy rabbit jiggled against his chest. Plus, obviously, a sacrifice to the full moon and the chest hair of a half man half boar plucked by a wood nymph.
I am so fucking done with it today. He’s had an hour in total since 5am and he’s at the super fun screaming/slapping me and not sodding going to sleep even though he’s desperate stage 