Last week was a lovely kind of reset. We had a very leisurely week away and lots of family around in a huge house by the sea. My older children disappeared on adventures with their cousins, and I could mostly focus on the baby and his needs when I needed to. And when he didn't seem to want to cooperate with me, any number of aunt or uncle or grandparent seemed able to get him to magically fall asleep in their arms. And so he got into a pretty good rhythm by the end of it, and started sleeping so much better (day and night!) when we returned. Unfortunately, we had to return, and that's where it all tends to fall apart.
Linking in with Jodi