Some good news and some bad news - by William.

Well, finally Mamma agreed to let me have a go typing on the keyboard.  She thinks I'm just bashing around, hitting random keys and enjoying the clinking sounds I'm making.  Ha!  Adults always underestimate what babies can do.........

So, it's William here.  I thought I'd tell you all about our night last night; since Mamma seems to enjoy writing about my sleep patterns so much, I thought I'd do the same.  

Well to start with, things are changing around here.  I used to be offered the breast pretty much whenever I was feeling fussy, which can be a lot of the time.  You know, it's hard being a baby!  If I was hungry, I'd have a long feed, if I was thirsty or just mucking around, I'd suck for a bit until I felt better.  But do you know, Mamma isn't offering me the breast as much this week?  I think yesterday I only had it every 4 or 5 hours!!  Maybe even less!  That's a long wait in between. :( She's tried to give me this funny-tasting milk in a bottle, but I postively refuse to drink that - what a humiliation!!  I'm doing all right though, I do get fed plenty of other foods, plus water from a cup (though I really prefer a glass- I like the way my teeth sound when I

 bite on the edge of it)...... and I've just learned how to crawl around the room a bit, so I keep pretty busy trying to get to objects people put a few feet away from me.  Why is it they always do that?

Mamma seems to be getting a bit desperate lately.  I've heard her talking to Papa, and boy she can get emotional.  What's the big deal about being woken up every hour or two?  The night just seems to go on for so long.......... a boy just needs some attention, some cuddles, some breastmilk - you know what I'm saying?  Anyway, I thought I'd TRY to put more effort in, just to keep the peace.  And Mamma is pretty good to me, so it's the least I can do to try to make things a little easier for her.  Last night I did really well.  I'd take all the credit, but I have the feeling some people might have been praying for me to sleep better too.  Oh, and then there's the fact that I was exhausted.  Mamma thinks she's tired?  Well, maybe she was getting her 

revenge on me or something because she kept me up SO LATE last night!  She and Papa just couldn't get enough of playing with me, jiggling me around playing baby games, singing, rolling me around on the rug, holding me upright (did you know I can stand up?- with a teensy bit of help) for seemingly hours on end.  Phew!  By the time I actually got into my cot, I was had it.  So, I slept for more than 3 hours without waking anyone up.  Mamma seemed pretty happy about this when she came in at 12:30am.  She even gave me a kiss, and  a breastfeed.  Ah, that sweet milk!  So good.

I was so relaxed that I slept again, sprawled out next to my Mamma - until 5am!  Am I good or what?  I had a bit more milk then, and slept until just before 6 when all the birds were making such a racket I just had to get up.  So Mamma did too.

That there was all the good news.  I gave Mamma the best night's sleep she's had in ages.

But um, here's the not so good news.  It's kind-of funny, if you keep a sense of humour about it....

At 4am Mamma woke up.  I know because I opened one eye and could hear her whispering to Papa.  Do you know what?  There was a mouse inside the wall.  It was nibbling on some wood or something, sharpening it's teeth and making more noise than you could imagine!  Mamma didn't sound impressed, and next thing Papa was up fiddling around, tapping on the wall trying to make it be quiet.  Ha!  At least it wasn't ME waking them up!  I might get extra cuddles today (if Mamma's not too cranky about the mouse...)

Everyone seemed settled again, back in bed, until a funny beeping noise started in the living room.  They were up AGAIN (can't a boy get any sleep around here?), and I think Papa took the battery out of the smoke detector because it was going flat and beeping.  Beeping loudly, at 4 in the morning!!  So, the one night I'm not waking them, a mouse and a smoke detector conspire together to prevent my Mamma from sleeping.  Oh dear.  I heard her tell Papa this morning that she never went back to sleep after that mouse started nibbling.  First the mouse, then the beeping, then Elijah came in for a cuddle at around 5am, then I woke up.......... kind-of makes you feel sorry for her, doesn't it? 

Anyway, this has been fun.  I'd like to include a photo of me, just for your enjoyment.  What do you think of my two little teeth?  Pretty cute hey!  Thanks for reading, folks!  

Until next time,  

William.

xo