Oh, sleepy.We, or should I say, I had an unusually long early morning with our wee one. For the past two days he's been waking up at 4:30 due to his diaper and then, as he's awake, wants to play. Not eat. Play.
He's very sweet about it, but it's not his norm and I'm finding myself very tired. I have no qualms about letting him fuss it out as one, he's not my first, so I know he's not being hurt by crying for a little while. And two, consistent sleep in necessary for a child to be healthy and develop properly. At least this is what I tell myself when he fusses for his "Muma".
It breaks my heart.
After a little while he'll go back to sleep, and I know this is a phase his little body is going through. It will pass soon enough so it's not a big deal. He'll still wake up happy and his day will proceed like normal. He'll sleep beautifully during the day and night, eat well, play happily, and perhaps his diaper will wake him up at 4:30. Or maybe not.
I just wish I could be like my husband at times like this. He can go without sleep and function normally-without coffee. How is that normal?
No matter. The little one is back asleep after his morning bottle and will wake in about an hour or two for his breakfast. No harm is done by this slight hiccup in his sleep pattern, and he's definitely no worse for wear. So if he's fine and happy, that's what is most important.
I'll be fine and dandy...
As long as no one takes my morning coffee. Ha!
A lovely weekend to you all. Tonight is sleepover night, and things are bound to get fun and frolicky with the girls. Pictures to come-I'll see you all in Photographic February.

















