I want to get drunk but will have to settle for tea and a big fat pat on the back for finally achieving sleep. God when they say babies get overtired and don't sleep they really aren't kidding! We went for walk, rocked him, put him in swing chair (now up for sale due to letting me down in hour of need), sat and cuddled, rocked more, fed loads.
Sweet sweet peace and lack of child on me!
I sat and sobbed. Dh found me in big pile of shopping that had arrived and needed putting away, with half folded buggy next to me (vista is a bugger to fold!), rocking him and crying. I'd gone for walk, he'd gone to sleep then I bashed carry cot carrying it through our ridiculously small front door and woke him up again