Hi All! Conspicuous by my absence yet again. I have had the cold from hell and of course Alex got it too (in fact was quite poorly with it) Dh was way in Germany all week and my Mum came to look after us (as in...she came to look after Alex while I tried to soldier on and look after her too!)I've only managed to scan this page quickly but Hi Portofinopumpkin, you are but a spring chicken,(I was 43 when I had my first, Alex,13 months ago)I hope the test gives the result you hope for today. I'm envious of those who are sleeping through...Alex, despite the sleep solution documents etc, has never achieved that mile stone, but there again, nor did I until I was about 4 according to my Mum. This week being particularly bad I have been whinging a lot but I was clearing out my computer desk top this morning and came across this poem (probably filtched from here in the first place) and thought I'd share it;
Mother
Mother, oh Mother, come shake out your cloth
empty the dustpan, poison the moth,
hang out the washing and butter the bread,
sew on a button and make up a bed.
Where is the mother whose house is so shocking?
She's up in the nursery, blissfully rocking.
Oh, I've grown shiftless as Little Boy Blue
(lullaby, rockabye, lullaby loo).
Dishes are waiting and bills are past due
(pat-a-cake, darling, and peek, peekaboo).
The shopping's not done and there's nothing for stew
and out in the yard there's a hullabaloo
but I'm playing Kanga and this is my Roo.
Look! Aren't her eyes the most wonderful hue?
(lullaby, rockaby, lullaby loo).
The cleaning and scrubbing will wait till tomorrow,
for children grow up, as I've learned to my sorrow.
So quiet down, cobwebs. Dust go to sleep.
I'm rocking my baby and babies don't keep.
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It reminded me that these sleepless nights I have been whinging about wont last forever, that rocking him in my arms to sleep is a priviledge he wont allow me only too soon and a few more bags under my eyes is a small price to pay.
At the moment I'm sat watching him sleep...he's been up since 6.00 (after 11.30, 1.30 & 4.30 wake ups)and was due a nap anyway but he has been climbing on his indoor seesaw(standing in the middle of it going "look Mum no hands!")and after umpteen warnings and being put back on terra firma, the inevitable fall happened, so now I'm watching like a hawk to make sure the nap remains natural and isnt induced by concussion[rolling eyed emoticon]
Off to read through and catch up with you chatty ladies.