mas everything went a bit weird for me overnight. Hard to explain but I felt quite strange and was up to the loo even more than usual. Even contemplated just getting up and getting on with housework at 4am (this was midsummer mind). Then I finally got a few hours' sleep and woke up shortly before 7 with the start of my show. I thought I'd been having strong Braxton Hicks, but when I went in for monitoring that day, I was told I was having lots of irregular contractions that I wasn't feeling at all. HTH
cunty she has breakfast and tea. I'm was considering introducing a small lunch today, but it all went tits up earlier. She's drugged*, swaddled, dummied and asleep now .
I've been doing yet more reading on self-soothing etc. Squeaks will be going into her own room as soon as all my Christmas visitors have cleared out and I don't want to be doing distance dummy runs. It's such a mare because she goes to sleep, for naps and at night, pretty well from awake. But getting her to take naps longer than half an hour unswaddled, or to go back to sleep from ridiculously alert at 3am is a bugger. I know she doesn't need food. Left in a sleeping bag, she bounces all over the cot and this is before she's learned to roll/crawl. [weary emoticon]
Sorry, I'm whinging. I do love her sometimes . The joys of having what the Baby Whisperer calls a spirited baby...
*Calpol - bloody teething.