Ewan has been re-employed. Redundant no more.
We almost got self settling. ALMOST!!!!!
It would have been a major fucking miracle if it had!
He was fussing when I tried putting him to sleep. I'm so worn out from fighting at bedtime, when he is clearly tired. In desperation for my poor arms and back, I dumped him in the moses basket, which is inside the cot. Put white noise on one side of him, and Ewan harping away on the other. Instantly he stopped fighting to stare at Ewan. His eyes closed after a few minutes, and I ran downstairs, even though he was still a bit fidgety.
After about 7-8 minutes he started to moan. Left him for a few more minutes until he started properly crying.
Went back in, picked him up, and he looked really sleepy. So I rocked him in his preferred position fucking kills me though in a gentle yeah right sway in time to Ewan. He fought for about 2-3 minutes. I noticed if I closed my eyes he closed his. So in the end I was stood in his room, with Ewan clamped under my chin, swaying rhythmically with my eyes shut. 
Please tell me when this will be over?!
Oh, the best bit was I was able to put him in the basket quickly, rather than the millions of failed transfers we've been having at night. Funnily enough it is only at night that this has been happening.