I feel really sad today.
Last night, I didn't wind ds2 properly after his 10.30pm feed, couldn't work out why he was so restless in his moses basket and was lying there in the dark thinking "oh for goodness sake, go to sleep!" Then there was this sound of rushing fluid, I put my hand in his moses basket and everything was sodden!
Put the light on, he was looking smug and relaxed and almost asleep, but everything was drenched - his babygro, the blankets, the undersheet, the fabric sides of the basket... EVERYTHING. So I had to put him in his big cot in his own room for the night until I'd washed the fabric outer part of the moses basket (couldn't just change the sheets as it would still have been wet and uncomfortable).
He settled down really quickly, gave me a huge beaming smile for putting him down in his cot and went straight to sleep. Popped in on him an hour later to check on him and he looked so much more comfortable stretched out with plenty of room, and he slept right through to 6am this morning, so I guess he's going to be in there permanently now.
Problem is, I missed all his snuffles and wriggles in the night
I knew we wouldn't be able to keep him long in our room, because we can only just fit a moses basket in there - a cot would be impossible. I just hadn't expected the time to go quite so fast.
Oh, and I think he's teething too as he's gnawing on his hands and dribbling a lot, his bottom gum is all white and hard, and you can feel little ridges just under the surface. So making the most of my last gummy smiles.
wail ... where's my little newborn gone?!