Will’s sitting with Auntie Victoria, who’s doing a sterling job of keeping him awake, the plan still being to try and keep him up as long as possible so he sleeps through the night. So far it’s not working! I finally got him to sleep at 04.30 this morning, and collapsed on the sofa, too scared to take him upstairs in case he woke up again. Then today he’s been a fairy baby again, but we’re trying feeding at 2 hourly intervals and also went for a long walk around Heath End and East Woodhay which gave him a bit of fresh air. Who knows what the evening holds. But I rather suspect we can guess. Plus, I’ve had NO sleep since this morning so by tomorrow I’ll be a limp rag.
Eddie goes back to work tomorrow, so it’s time I earned my keep again. Am really going to miss being looked after! But on the positive side it may also help us to start getting into a semblance of a routine – even if William doesn’t, at least Eddie, Molly and I will have some structure to our lives again.
William's First Year 
