Almost like Christmas

[ailbhe]

At 5:30 Rob woke me to say that he was going in to Linnea. Then he called that they were coming in to me. So I spent an hour feeding her. What happened was that she called "Waab" in her sleep so he decided she needed him. She also called "Door" in her sleep but he didn't give her a door.

Anyway, the excitement of being woken by Daddy is such that we're not going back to sleep, and the excitement of nursing a lively, excited, toothy toddler for an hour when I already have thrush or something painfully like it is such that I'm not going to sleep even though Rob and Linnea are now up and playing.

I guess Rob is caught up on sleep enough now that her little noises are waking him again. Nice of him to share the joy. I need some way of stopping this.

It does feel like Christmas - playing when it's still dark out and far too early to eat, eyelids propped open on sticks but an air of goodwill spread over everything anyway.

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[ailbhe]

We've established it - he is not to go to her at night unless I'm dead. He is also not to wake me to tell me she's awake. Um, but then she learned to say Waaab.

We got loads of housework done, being up so early.

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Yay for silver linings!