Just had a little scare…silly really

I went into the bedroom to get changed, looked over at Max and couldn’t hear him breathing (he’s usually snoring away)… put my hand on his chest and wasn’t *quite* sure if I could feel him breathing.

Oh my god I’ve never been so freaked out. He’s fine, was just in a profound sleep. I’ll be prodding and poking him all night now to make sure he’s ok! Still… it makes you think.

I’ve got that horrible pit-of-you-stomach feeling cause I can’t shake the crazy imagination I have that has me thinking”what if that had happened, how differently you would be acting right now….”

Once again I end up blogging very late into the night (for me at least!), and I should so be in bed by now… I’m doing the night feeds with the idea that I’m having a lie in tomorrow – we shall see if I get that with two kids and J up and about…*sigh*

I had initially been going to ask for him to do the night feeds so I had a night off, but then I figured there’s not much point in that when I’d have to batter J to get him to wake up ( a lucky man who can sleep through anything!).

Then I end up having to get up for a loo break or whatever anyway, and can’t get back to sleep because of all the snuffling, etc. that Max gets up to. So I might as well just get up and do these feeds in the vain hope that I’ll get my catch-up tomorrow morning…

I’m in two minds whether to make up a bottle for the Lil’ guy now in an attempt to ‘dreamfeed’ him, or whether to just go to bed and see when he wakes.

Ooh and check out Veronica’s blog

she’s got a great site there, and is one of the first bloggy-friends I’ve made 🙂

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