First, first and another first.

First of all, my apologies for not blogging for week or so. I'll try not to do it again, but the problem is that time literally just disappears!

Anyway, good news!! Jack slept in his own room last night for the first time! Claire had mentioned about when we do put him in there overnight, but I think we both just fobbed it off, as though he wasn't ready for such a commitment, but I got home from work yesterday and Claire mentioned it again, and so after his 10pm feed of good ol' booby-juice, we put him in his sleeping bag and put him in the nursery. And that was it!

He only stirred twice in the night; the first time he had a bit of a cough around 04:45, so I tiptoed in there to see if he was ok, half expecting him to be wide awake and grinning like a Cheshire cat as normal, but he was asleep. Later, he must have been dreaming or something as he made a bit of a noise and so Claire went in, again to find him sparko again.

He didn't even wake up until around 07:00 either, so he's definitely got Claire's knack for sleeping sorted at such a young age.

In other news, whilst I was at work yesterday, I received a text message from Claire to say that Jack had managed to roll himself onto his side for the first time too! This means that we're going to have to be a bit more careful where we put him now, especially as the baby-changing mat in his nursery is on the top of the chest of drawers!!

Not for this week to be a week of 'firsts' or anything, but today is the first day that I am solely responsible for the well-being of our son and heir...! Claire has gone to a hen-do for one of her friends, and has [foolishly] left me in control. I'll let you know how this all goes, but right now, it's 12:15 and Jack is asleep...!