Thursday, 7 February 2008

I smell of sick. This is not a normal thing for me, but Josef has just thrown up everywhere, looks as if the worrying about the birthday party might have been in vain. But one good thing is the climbing frame has arrived (hooray) so at least he will have something for his birthday. Why is it babies are alway grizzly when you least want them to be, I can hear Felix upstairs and am wondering whether to go and get him or let him grizzle himself to sleep. The Contented Little Baby book advocates might be able to step in here and assure me in a firm manner that baby will be fine, and if it is not part of his usual routine them I should just leave him. Perhaps I will just tiptoe up the stairs and check, but then if he catches sight of me he will start again and we return to that same dilemma.

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