Back home in Jakarta at last

Home at last. Our trip home = 45min drive Liv-Man + 7hr Man-Dubai + 4hr stopover in Dubai + 7hr Dubai-Jakarta + 30min wait for luggage + 3hr Soekarno-Hatta to home.

Makes me tired all over again just to type that.

I am now dealing with a 10-month-old whose body is still on UK time. Last night I watched wearily as he toddled delightedly around our hall in giant circles over and over again till 11:30pm. He finally crashed out at midnight but I couldn't sleep as I'd downed one mug of tea too many. So I laid there on our bed staring at the ceiling all night long. I heard the azan for the dawn prayer sung out from the neighbourhood musholla. I heard the birds twittering as the sun rose. THEN I fell asleep.

When my phone rang, it was... erm.... YIKES.... 11:30am. Connor was still snoring. After a rather disjointed convie with the hubby, I fell back asleep and we finally woke up at 1:30pm. Oops.

It's now 5:15pm here. Connor's taking a short nap now and will have dinner when he wakes up. And please, please, please God... let him go back to sleep at 8pm like he normally does. Tenkiu.