Dear diary.

Another bad nights sleep had by all here in the bear cave.

I went to bed at ten and baby bear was still mooching about in his bedroom, reading books and procrastinating going to sleep. I feel so bad for him as he spends so much time trying to settle on a night but he just can’t seem to manage it.

Bear didn’t come to bed till around midnight again. He’s stressing over his possible diagnosis and winding himself up about the implications and consequences of it. Rightly so, he’s worried sick over it all and I’m powerless to help him with anything.

Sleep has a lot to answer for in my house, especially at the moment.


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