Sleepless in Hoppers Crossing

Still trying to vanquish the sleep ogre in our household.

J is feeding more than ever (esp. at night), as though she feels insecure and needs to know Mum's there. I am quite sure there isn't much there by the way of milk, but she's not about to let go. Perhaps she suspects I am planning to wean her off...

I dread it when she falls asleep in my lap midway through a feed. It takes extremely developed fine motor skills to extricate myself and put her down without waking her up.

J seems to be going through a period of separation anxiety too.

Gone is the friendly baby who would let anyone in church carry her. Now, not even the kids and teens who compete to carry her are allowed near her. She just shakes her head, whinges and clings to my leg. How embarrassing.