Day 2 of Eddie’s expedition across the World and we have survived our first night alone with William waking up just once at 3.00am! Mol kept watch all night in the corridor and I woke up every couple of hours paranoid about either the baby or potential intruders. East End is so quiet that I panic if I hear a car go past after 10.00pm….
NCT Sam came to see us with Jude today and we had a natter and then hit the hills with our babies strapped to us in their little papooses. It was arctic, but great to get out and breathe in the fresh air. As per usual Will fell asleep in his sleeping bag-esque blue pram suit which is still so huge his hands and feet are half way down the legs/sleeves. Still, at least it keeps him warm which is the main thing.
Otherwise he was, as ever, pretty grouchy (in other words, loud) and is feeding like a ravening beast. Maybe he’s going through another growth spurt?
Today I have taken the draconian measure of putting the moses basket stand away – scary, because sitting on the nursery floor and rocking him has been a sure(ish)fire method of getting him to go to sleep for us. Alas, there are now mere inches between the top of his head and the back of the basket, so the day is not far off before he has to be a big boy and sleep in his cot. From tonight, his basket is in the cot, to get him used to the view and to settling without an invisible hand rocking him to sleep.
Next stop – baby gro-bags! It’s non-stop excitement chez Houghton.
William's First Year 