A Matter of Choice

I started this post way back in March when Louka was just 7 months old,  I'd started to say how he was yet to sleep through the night, how he woke up every couple of hours and how I wondered when he might start to sleep better. Since then I've written this post so many times in my head in the middle of the night, but never got round to actually writing it, I thought surely by the time I get round to it he will have improved! Leo was not a good sleeper, although as a small baby he was fine, predictable - bed at 7pm, bottle at 11pm and 3am and up between 5am and on a very good day near to 7am.  He dropped his 3am bottle sometime before 6 months and we continued with the 11pm for a while longer. After 6 months (when we moved to Cyprus) he got worse waking 2 or 3 times a night but usually settling quite easily maybe with a little drink of water or a quick cuddle. At about 18 months he got worse and after one night of waking every 20 minutes for no apparent re...

I need a plan, I need a plan so we can get some more sleep. I will Google a solution in a minute, but first I will have a little rant and share with my lovely readers....lots of whom are Mums of various age children and might just give me some useful advice. Leo does not sleep through the night, he did for a while but that seems like a distant memory right now. As a small baby he went to bed at 7pm, fed like clockwork at 11pm, 3am then waking at 7am - perfect. At that time I admit I did slightly look forward to the days when he would drop the 3am feed, now I wish we were still on that routine as it was better than were we are 18 months down the line. Where did I go wrong? I'm fairly sure I know, the question is how the hell do I get out of this? By the time he was 6 months old he was sleeping through some nights, he usually still had an 11pm ish bottle but that was fine. Then we had some time staying with friends before our move to Cyprus. He was teething and unsettled and I ...

Please bear with me dear readers, all has not been normal in our household for what now seems like a lifetime! After planning to get back to normality after my 3 weeks in the UK and our visitors with us for the following 4 we have been attacked by illness. I started it unfortunately with a cold which I battled through (and managed to drink through the pain on my birthday celebrations...more about that later!) and then kindly passed it to AJ where it turned into manflu :) Just as he was recovering Leo got a sickness bug which he has passed to me, and as of this morning I have now given to AJ. Leo seems fine now thankfully and I'm a lot better but not quite back on top form. Hopefully it won't be long now until all is well here once again.

One day Leo will sleep through the night, and get up later than 6am One day he'll learn how to speak and ask for things rather than randomly screeching while I try to guess what he wants. One day he will know how to sit down so will not shout whilst holding onto the sofa because he has dropped his toy. One day he will walk and we can go out exploring without him eating sand, twigs, drinking sea water trying to crawl over gravel etc. etc. One day I will not be saying "No" a million times a day to him. One day I will not be worrying about him climbing on furniture, destroying things or throwing toys over the balcony. One day I will not watch Cbeebies or "Wheels on the bus" constantly.  But, one day I'll be worrying about something else just as much or maybe more so. One day I'll wonder what happened to my funny little chatty toddling man and have forgotten the broken sleep and early mornings. One day he will not want to sit on my lap for cuddles or l...