Haven’t been here in a while. Quarter to six and sleepless. Isabella went sweetly to sleep at around 10:30 and hardly stirred when I put her down in the bassinet. And I suspect she’d still be asleep if her mother hadn’t woken her at 4:30. But it had been six hours and I was feeling rather full and doubted I’d get back to sleep until she’d eaten.
She woke up with a sweet smile for her mother. And after her very wet diaper had been changed ate ravenously. But did not fall back asleep when full, alas. I tried to put her down in the bassinet again; but she started shrieking and squawking and I was afraid she’d wake Dom. And I was feeling rather alert myself.
So here we are, she’s rolling on the floor, sucking her fingers and playing with her toes and occasionally shrieking or doing the making the little grunty moans, uh, uh, uh, uh, owuh, huh, hh, hmm, uh, uh, uhmmm… that I can’t tell if they’re happy or fussy. Oh, and staring at her mother with adoring eyes. And she doesn’t look sleepy at all. Not one bit. What’s a mother to do?
The light coming through the blinds is taking on a decidedly lighter tint. Dawn not street light. Ah well. I suppose I should be happy I got five hours. A month ago that would have been heaven. I’m getting spoiled.