What an amazing night. Thierry eventually fell asleep wrapped up in my arms at about one thirty. He'd had a hearty meal from mum but was a bit tetchy until I'd got him burped and winded.
Its now nearly eight and the little nipper is still asleep. Which is more than can be said for the parents who have spent the last ninety minutes awake waiting for him to start yelling. All a bit ironic given the undoubted sleepless nights we have ahead of us.