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wake
we've been playing musical rooms. hearing the silence of night and feeling alone goes with the territory of eight coming on nine year olds. so zahra moved in with us. i was expecting it after niamh was born. she was the only one not sharing a room. co-sleeping and niamh just doesn't work for anyone so i reluctantly put her in her own bed next to me. a baby that wakes when a bird flies overhead is gonna wake when two noisy adults hop into bed. so we left the two girls and moved into the spare room. we were all getting some sleep for a while. noisy baby was keeping zahra awake. so zahra moved down to the spare room with us. mama needed more sleep so she moved into zahra's room, with the secret plan of getting said eight year old back into her own bed. zahra moved back into her own room with me. the transition to being alone again will take time but i reallly don't mind.right now i'm enjoying waking up in her room.
eat
an egg every morning for this girl. she likes them silky and sunny side down.
nap
a post breakkie nap is where it's at. there just don't seem to be enough sleeping hours in this house these days
dance
my girls and bob dylan. i remember singing in the lounge room to john lennon at her age with the end of a skipping rope as a mic.
cry
late afternoon post nap cry.
