Ode to sleep and the simple life

So I have not been regular with my blog like I was committed to being at the beginning. A few weeks, almost months have past and life is moving on. Really glad to be in our room, took weeks to get the green paint off the walls, and then John spent many a evening plastering and sanding to try and recover some smoothness to the gib. It looks okay painted as long as you don't look too close! The big change with moving into our room was to move Arthur in his own room, the little room. Not that his sleep patterns have changed at all, he wakes for 2 feeds a night (between 7pm and 6am), even just going to one a night would be nice...had 5 hours straight sleep last night from 11:30 until 4:30, felt amazing, rather than just 3 or 4 hours in a go. That has slowed down progress on chasing things up as I'm just tired in the mornings, and going back to sleep when Arthur does, like having a newborn again! Taking on a project like the house has complicated life. Complicated life a little too much! But that's how you learn about yourself and challenge yourself isn't it? Would I do it again, of course; would I change it for anything, no way. Is it worth all the tears (including 2 straight days of tears...) oh yes! There is never a happy medium, that's not how life works. I was almost getting bored, into the Mum routine and having a lovely settled happy boy. Now I have times I crave that simple life but being in our own place is brilliant and there will never be an 'easier' time than now to do it.