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Luka NEVER sleeps...

So I have a baby book by a renowned paediatrician than recons an awake baby is learning.  Luka must have an IQ off the charts already as she is awake for the major part of the day. 

Good grief, I hardly have two seconds to have lunch, and here I thought second kids are less demanding. 

Do not even get me started on the colic...I would just rather not speak about that right now, and besides, I have Bennets colic mixture on my side.  I give Luka some religiously at 15h00 every day and she sleeps right through her colic spells.  We let her surface over weekends, and if she still screams, we dose her again the next day.  Not ideal, but hey, its really the only way for us to keep her, for Liam to love her and for me to not start drinking Jack Daniels...on the rocks...in the mornings.

Take today, Luka was up at 05h00, slept for maybe 10 minutes from 08h00 to 08h10, I fed her and off to gym I go.  She stays with Sekai.  When I return an hour later, she is still wide awake.  She then passes out for another 10 minutes.  And she has been awake since, bear in mind that it is now 12h27, and I am in dire need of some me-time.

Gerhard (the voice of reason) keeps on reminding me that Liam was the same and yet he (Liam) can now wipe his own bum.  Yet, I see no light at the end of the tunnel.  People seem to think that maternity leave is one big party, the mommy just shops and sleeps all day long.  Well let me be the first to tell all you guys that we do not tee off at 08h00 in the morning, no, we feed, we coo, we swaddle and try and get our babies to sleep.

Now my question, is it morally wrong to keep Luka submerged with the bennets until she is about Liam's age?

Just as an aside, Liam is starting a new school closer to home tomorrow, so to add to my misery, I will probably have to deal with a teary little boy tonight and tomorrow.  No, no, just as any good verimark infomercial, that is not all.  Gerhard and I are taking Liam and Luka to Home Affairs this afternoon to get their passports issued, yes, now is the time to start feeling very sorry for me. 

Will keep you posted on the new school, sadly, Luka can only start on the 1st of August.  61 Days and counting ;)

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