Beatrix is possibly going through a bit of separation anxiety at the moment, either that or she just fancies lots of cuddles duing the night- just after she's been put down.
I don't like to leave her cry and so rightly or wrongly, when she does I whip her out to engage in the desired cuddle.
The current song of choice to be rocked to by mummy is Daydream Believer, for daddy it's the new Will-I-am song to which he changes the rap to ' Beatrix B keeps the chickens in check'... In the day time she finds this hilarious, so I hope he doesn't start giggling as he paces the floor boards in his John Lewis robe... A look that Will-I-am would approve of no doubt!
Anyway! We have tried a few things lately and at midnight I decided to take my top off that I was wearing and put it in Bea's cot with her. Whilst most people would say it was ready for a wash, hopefully Bea would think it smells of mummy and finds comfort - and sleep! With it by her side.
Beatrix was in my arms when I had this bright idea, so I decided to remove it whilst she snoozed on my shoulder. A seamless transition, which left my topped wrapped around Bea's grow bag and me shivering in her bedroom...
We'll just have to see if it works!
Night all x
