A good eight hours…
For some reason unbeknownst to us, Amalie has started sleeping through the night! (Knock on wood). We know this may not last, as babies tend to change their minds about such things at a moments notice, but we are lapping it up while it lasts. Mmmm, eight hours sleep in a row. Haven’t had that since before I was pregnant. Way to go Amalie.
Amalie was a brave wee thing yesterday getting her three month immunisations (she still screamed indignantly but got over it pretty quickly when she got a milk treat afterwards). Her mother wasn’t quite so brave though – I made Bob come along with me this time to hold her as last time I burst into tears when she got the jab.
Her favourite song at the moment is “old mcdonald had a farm”, so maybe she’s planning to be a farmer?