How is it that one minute I think my husband is an annoying idiot and the next I couldn’t love him anymore?
Why does everybody say this? When I was pregnant with Marlowe they all said confidently ‘this one will sleep better’, ‘you know what you’re doing this time and second babies always sleep well” I even remember laughing with the husband saying ‘well this one can’t be worse than Matilda was, it’s impossible’…..well believe me it’s possible.
Anyone that knows me will be very aware that Matilda was a rotten sleeper as a baby. To be fair most people that don’t know me will also know Matilda was a sleep thief. For some reason I would tell everyone that even made eye contact with me that Matilda wouldn’t sleep. The postman, my neighbour’s, the window cleaner and even Kay at the supermarket check out would know about my daughter’s sleep habits. Maybe it was to excuse the fact I looked like I had been embracing the caveman beauty regimen for 60 days (by the way if you’ve never heard about this check it out it’s an interesting read!) or because I was so exhausted I literally had only three phrases in response to conversation. The other two being ‘yes I do realise I’ve answered the door yet again in my pyjamas past midday and indeed they are the same pyjamas I was wearing this time last week’ and ‘yes Kay this is the 5th day in a row I’ve purchased those delicious little baked tarts with the plastic cherry on the top that are neatly packaged into a handy pack of 6 and yes that does mean I’ve eaten 30 of those scrummy Mr. K’s since Monday.
Anyhoo fast forward 4 years and Matilda I’m pleased to say is now a fantastic sleeper and usually has to be dragged out of bed. I say dragged, but she’s in a high cabin bed so it actually resembles a highly strategic manoeuvre akin to peeling a sloth from its branch, although I say sloth, at 7 am it feels like you’re carrying a baby elephant…in the dark…and you had wished you had packed away the lego from the floor the previous night!
So the point of this tirade is second babies don’t sleep better not in my case anyway, so I shall plough on wearing my pungent pyjamas and scoffing my way through baked goods and I will look forward to when I have to drag the next baby elephant out of bed.
Amy, Matilda and Marlowe x