Our little family has had a lot of fun this long weekend and Arlo thinks it’s great to have had his daddy around to keep him entertained for a whole four days.
I’ve been pondering how I came to be so obsessed with sleep. A large part of it is because I have witnessed how happy Arlo is when he has had a good night’s sleep and full naps.
Last night Arlo allowed me to have eight hours broken sleep. I don’t think I’ve had this much sleep since he was a newborn and waking every three hours on the dot.
Found at a garden centre and fixed to the pram, this served a great distraction when Arlo started complaining that garden centres and prams are boring.
I’ll admit that I have been quite apprehensive about the whole weaning thing.
We completed the sale on our first house five weeks before Arlo was born. We moved in a couple of weeks later, and finished all urgent work to the house just one week before I went into labour.