Write down the first words that comes to mind when we say . . . home. . . soil. . . rain. Use those words in the title of your post.
Sleep. Sleep. Sleep. These are the words that come to mind whenever anyone says anything to me at the moment. It’s now been more than seven weeks since the little man slept through for more than one night in a row and he’s only managed a full night of sleep once since Christmas. He’s almost 20 months old and, up until the beginning of December, had a good sleep pattern that meant we all slept and could cope with whatever life had to throw at us.
I know that the reason he’s not sleeping is due to teething and a nasty dry cough, but reason doesn’t come into it when it’s 5.30 am and you’ve been awake with a screaming child for the last three hours and you’re wondering if it’s even worth going back to sleep before the alarm goes off for work. It would help if my husband wasn’t such a heavy sleeper, but he sleeps through pretty much all the screaming 😦
I feel like I’m in a permanent fog and can’t keep anything in my mind for more than a couple of minutes. Can’t wait for him to rediscover his love of sleep and allow me to get some rest!
2 thoughts on “Day 18: Free Association”
I don’t know how you do it! Baby O was up for 2 hours last night and it puts me in such a foul mood for the next day
Just wait until you go back to work!