Saturday.
The early hours of.
I'd forgotten just how ... different nights with a baby can be.
Wednesday night was atrocious - he slept 10, 15 minutes at a time.
Thursday into Friday? I got a solid 4 hours for the first time in a month.
A bit like last week, I'm still struggling to see how normality can resume. So much of our day and night is taken up with baby, it's hard to imagine being back at work and having that routine.
But now's the time to start building it back up, I suppose.
I'll be fueled by the leftover sweets from last night's escapades. Older daughter has a friend over - yes, it's 3:35 in the morning and yes, they've watched scary movies and are still up eating popcorn and chatting. TO be a teen again!
Baby Bertie doesn't understand why I kept walking him to the door and back, I suppose.
I did re-listen to a spooooky audio drama (Mike Walker's *Bad Memories*, and re-watch *The haunting of Deck 12* from Voyager's 6th season, just to get in the spirit of things.



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