Henry is so good for his age. For any age actually; he now sleeps from about nine in the evening until half past five in the morning. Then he will usually go back to sleep after a feed until nine. We are lucky parents.
I find it hard at night still, because even though he’s currently in a moses basket about two feet away from me, I really miss him. He’s right there and I miss his cuddles and his smell and playing with him. He’s already begun to develop such a lovely little personality.
I look forward to the morning when he wakes up and moans a little to let us know he’s ready for the day and as soon as you poke your head over the side of the basket, the biggest smile stretches across his beautiful, chubby face.
That’s when you know you are doing okay.