Time for a quick update on my son’s sleep, before I go to sleep myself. He seems to have settled down into one nap a day, a long one over lunch time. It makes for a long morning and a long afternoon – by the end of both he is definitely flagging. In the evenings, I have discovered that if I put a chair outside the bedroom door and sit there reading, not looking at him, he will happily potter around in the cot, chatter away, throw his toys through the bars and eventually lie down on his side and fall asleep. The first time I sat there with my book, stealing a glance at him every so often, it was such a relief to watch him go quietly to sleep. (This was after evenings of going in every five or ten minutes to see him sitting at the end of his cot, red-faced and wailing, only falling asleep exhausted on my shoulder or in my arms.) So it seems that the problem is not his ability to put himself to sleep but panic that we might be going to abandon him in the bedroom to do battle alone with the monsters under the bed. Hopefully this phase too will pass.
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