It's been another ho hum couple of days around here. Teething is now the most likely cause for Felix's unsettled sleeping patterns. At least I'm hoping it is, as I am fast running out of answers. So desperately wanting to know that he will in fact go back to being the good little sleeper he used to be. He is a spirited handful, morning, noon and night at the moment. Really testing the limits, really throwing his weight around, really doing my head in.
The weather kept up it's consistently poor reputation this week. Days have been long, frustrating, tiring... for all of us. Poor Angus has watched more (educational) television over the past three days, than he has in his entire life. I feel so sorry for the boys on these rainy days. As their Mama, it is my responsibility to keep them entertained, stimulated and interested. Hence why in a moment of desperation today, a friend and I decided we'd venture to an indoor play land.
It certainly filled a void for the afternoon. The kids letting loose, running, jumping, rolling, bouncing. It was good to watch. Made us laugh. Eased some of the pressure I'd been feeling about our tedious days at home. I even received some thoughtful words from a fellow Mama of two boys. As Felix scorched past her legs, leaving me apologising in his wake, she sensed my uneasiness. "Don't worry, my two were exactly the same, you've just gotta embrace it". Sage advice.
As I always say, lucky he's cute... impossible not to love.