I regard myself as rather spoilt by the universe with this parenting gig. Elena has been so easy to mother. She sleeps and laughs and is a general delight (well, usually!). I had been lulled into a false sense of security. Enter a newborn. I had completely forgotten what wrangling such a small baby is like.
Hugo’s at a stage where he’s reluctant to sleep during the day. It can make for a very sad boy. I end up spending an inordinate about of time coaxing him towards sleep, only for his eyes to spring open the moment his body hits the mattress. Agh! Every parent has been there, I’m sure. Sometimes I’m lucky and manage to transfer him into the bouncer without disturbing his slumber.
Sometimes he gets lucky and gets to sleep in my arms. This is how I find the time to blog and read about what others are getting up to.
I did strike it lucky last night, however, and I’m still in a state of shock. After a rather trying day, I eventually got Hugo to bed around 8.30PM. I stayed up, pottering about, waiting for him to wake up for his late feed. Except he didn’t stir. He didn’t stir until 4.45AM. If only I had gone to sleep a little earlier! Typical.
Hugo has also been spoilt today, but not by me – by a dear friend. We got some mail today. All the way from Indonesia!
I love how it’s all sewn up. I wonder if that’s an Indonesian thing, or if someone in the post office was just having a good day? It was very skillfully done.
So all in all, today has been a rather good day. If only I could convince the apartment to clean itself (then it would be almost perfect).