Thursday 6 February 2014

Winston & G's conversation-part 2

A Truce??

Winston: Hey little taileater, I'm presuming we've called a truce on the whole 'operation give mother no sleep'?

G: What makes you say that?

W: Well, this past week I've not really heard you much at night, and well I've really quite enjoyed sleeping all night.

G: To be honest windoggy, I've just been finding it soooo hard to stay awake. I don't know why, but I can only really wake up once, and then after 10 mins I'm in the land of snooze again. Then the next thing I know I see mumums smiling face and it's time to get up!

W: Hmm well I think I know why that may be..... I overheard mother and father last week. They said they'd just discovered that a side effect of your reflux medication is insomnia.

G: In-whatia?!

W: Insomnia! It means that it can stop you from sleeping.

G: Well that explains why I had the energy to have a rave in my cot for at least 90 minutes every night, and sometimes 3 or 4 times each night. But what I don't get windoggy is why I'm so sleepy but mumum is still giving me this medicine?

W: Have you not noticed, mother used to give it to you before bed, meaning you were wide awake during the night, but now she only gives it to you at breakfast time!!

G: Oooooooooh, that explains why I'm finding it so hard to wake up in the night.

W: I must admit, I'm kind of pleased that you've given up on the 'stop mother sleeping in the hope that she'll give up work' shenanigans. I do lurve my sleep. Plus mother has been back at work for 4 weeks now, and she's showing no signs of weakness. Maybe we need to accept she's going to be one of the mothers who juggles home and work.

G: Oh don't dispair my furry friend, I haven't given up....just taking a short break. I've given mumum 7 good nights, I'll throw a spanner in the works soon. I've good a new tooth-that'll be amunition for an all nighter!

W: Well give me plenty of notice when you wish to resume this sleep deprivation game. Plays havoc with my routine. 
Oh, by the way, I love that new game you've started...

G:What new game?

W: The one where you throw me pretty much all of your breakfast, lunch and dinner, and let me lick your hands. Scrummy!!