islandhippy

Sandy and I are both walking around like zombies. It's Night of the Living Dead here in Jalan Hang Jebat! We're finding it difficult to put Olive down to sleep. Carry her and she's out like a light; put her in the cot and she wakes up and screams. Naturally we've had plenty of suggestions from the bar, ranging from placing a vibrating prosthetic arm in the cot to inflating Dolly, Sri's blow-up doll. I haven't found either method mentioned in any of our baby books. In fact no two baby books say the same thing anyway. If one book says let the baby cry, the other will suggest picking up and cuddling baby. It's poor old Sandy who has deal with it most of the time as I'm working during the day and I can't help with the feeding anyway. We were rather too successful with our breastfeeding attempts ... now Olive doesn't like the bottle at all. Also, Olive hasn't fallen into a routine yet, which makes it tough for Sandy. We'll have to take lessons from Holly and Oscar next week when they come to visit from London, Oscar sleeps twelve hours a night!

At least there's one thing we know Olive loves: a good soak in the tub ... or plastic bucket.