13 April, 2010
The kookaburras are laughing
This is not what a sleeping baby looks like.
Could someone tell my daughter?
The sun is peeking over the horizon and the kookaburras are laughing and obviously God is telling me not to be smug and assume I know anything about babies even though I've had a stack of them.
We've done it all tonight - I've even panadolled myself, and I've noticed one difference now is that I compose blog posts in my head as I'm patting that little bottom through the bars of the cot (I'm sure my forehead has a big flat patch in the middle from leaning on those bars) instead of counting to 100 over and over again which I remember quite clearly when boy number 2 wouldn't sleep.
He is now 8 and sleeping soundly at this very minute, which, thankyou God, reminds me that this too shall pass.