ecstacy...
Maybe it was all those long talks with her, telling her to feel free to sleep through the night, and that Mummy might throw herself under a bus if she didn't consider it soon. Whatever did the trick, I am ecstatic. I’m not the sort of mum who says, "I’m exhausted, my baby can go wake up with someone else today."
For the first time in a long time, I feel chirpy on rising. She is, settling quickly now at bedtime. Baby steps I guess. If she doesn’t I will get her sleeping through by Christmas even if it kills me! I don't want to be traipsing about the house at 2am. At least I know she can do it now.
Are you listening, Marissa?? You’re 8 months old! Isn’t it about time??






