I absolutely love family celebrations and Eid is always slightly crazy. With four big families, 14 children between them, spouses of those children and children of those children it is busy to say the least and gets pretty loud.
The newest gorgeous little addition at just a few weeks old has settled in very nicely and snoozed through most of the day and happily accepted cuddles for the rest.
It hit me how we will hopefully be in the same position in about 10 weeks time and the sleepless nights will commence. Of course this time I am owed a sleeper. One that will sleep as soon as I bring the baby back from hospital, preferably for about 10 to 12 hours straight. Little Z didn’t really sleep at all till he hit about 11 months. He’d get up at least twice for months and months and love a feed or a cuddle. I had no idea how to break the cycle and lucky for me he did finally sleep through around his first birthday. I know now a lot of it was a comfort thing but I didn’t have the courage at the time. So we went on with the sleepless for what felt like forever. So this time I am OWED a good sleeper. That’s how it works. Right?
Little Z was in awe of the tiny bundle and I think he loved hovering around admiring without trying to touch. At one point he was most concerned and asked who his mummy was. I think he secretly wanted to take the balloon baby home more than the real baby. The balloon baby preferred his new home with the real life new baby.
Of course there was a crazy amount of delicious food, namely biryani followed by cakes, biscuits and gateux. I was extremely good and only had sporadic bites. Little Z took it upon himself to devour anything sweet he could get his hands on and then acted like sonic the hedgehog, bouncing off the walls, for the remainder of the evening.
There was a promising amount of flagging just as he was about to get into the car to go home. He received a sudden second burst of extremely excitable energy as his Aunty presented him with his latest remote controlled car. We were treated to a lot of happy shrieking until he abruptly ran out of energy and went from ultra shouty to completely asleep within a 30 second period.
And then we got to do it all again the following day with the inlaws. Minus shrieking and any more new babies.
(Week 3 of Project 52)