It’s day 40 and Belle still won’t sleep In her cot. This is how we woke up this morning, her nestled into my chest. It’s how she sleeps most nights , allowing myself the chance of more sleep. Today I rocked the pram whilst showering again but I managed to make it up and out of the house in just over an hour- record time. Her first trip to the Baltic consists of feeding her in the cafe and seeing no art.
Nesting 