ZZZZZ??????
Last week Kerena and I took a week off and with a few exceptions; we spent most of our time at home attempting to establish a better eating and sleeping routine. I have to say that this was, by far a horrible failure. Prior to last week we were rather busy, and found that most days we had errands, appointments, play dates or some other such fun to take us out of the house and keep us busy. Being busy like that meant that it was hard to stick to a regular nap time or 2 hour feeding schedule. So I wanted some down time…
We didn’t make any plans for the week and other than short walks to the store a few times, we stayed in. While it was nice to stay in bed until 11 am every day, it was… boring for me and still failed to establish a regular naptime or even achieve better sleep for her. In fact overall I would say she slept worse last week. Several nights she refused to go down for the night, another night she wouldn’t sleep for more than an hour at a time and for the past two days (not counting today) she has been fighting off daytime naps like they will give her plague.
By Wednesday I was having fantasies of running away from my little family, just so I could get a decent night’s sleep. I mentioned to Max that maybe we should look into getting a night nurse a few times just so we could get caught up on sleep, and he counter that my parents would probably be willing to help. I called them and it turns out they were thrilled and offered to have us over Saturday night (last night). Max and I could stay in my old room and sleep, the baby would stay with them in their room and they would get up with her in the middle of the night and feed her. We gladly accepted and I was looking forward to it all week. Last night we arrived, had a lovely dinner, I fed the baby and she fell right asleep around 9:30pm and then proceeded to sleep until approx 3am (or so I am told). WTF Baby? 5 hours, really? On the night that we had HELP who would get up with you every 2 or 3 hours if you wanted/needed it. GAH. I on the other hand still only slept for a 3 hours at a time (at most) because I kept waking up worried about what was happening with my baby (which is not something that I usually do at home, usually I wake up when she wakes up and cries to be fed.) So for me it was a wash… for her apparently grandma and grandpa’s is the place to sleep. And today she is napping like a dream.
So my plan for next week is to be busy again. I am done being at home all the time, done being bored and hopefully done with bad sleeping patterns.
We didn’t make any plans for the week and other than short walks to the store a few times, we stayed in. While it was nice to stay in bed until 11 am every day, it was… boring for me and still failed to establish a regular naptime or even achieve better sleep for her. In fact overall I would say she slept worse last week. Several nights she refused to go down for the night, another night she wouldn’t sleep for more than an hour at a time and for the past two days (not counting today) she has been fighting off daytime naps like they will give her plague.
By Wednesday I was having fantasies of running away from my little family, just so I could get a decent night’s sleep. I mentioned to Max that maybe we should look into getting a night nurse a few times just so we could get caught up on sleep, and he counter that my parents would probably be willing to help. I called them and it turns out they were thrilled and offered to have us over Saturday night (last night). Max and I could stay in my old room and sleep, the baby would stay with them in their room and they would get up with her in the middle of the night and feed her. We gladly accepted and I was looking forward to it all week. Last night we arrived, had a lovely dinner, I fed the baby and she fell right asleep around 9:30pm and then proceeded to sleep until approx 3am (or so I am told). WTF Baby? 5 hours, really? On the night that we had HELP who would get up with you every 2 or 3 hours if you wanted/needed it. GAH. I on the other hand still only slept for a 3 hours at a time (at most) because I kept waking up worried about what was happening with my baby (which is not something that I usually do at home, usually I wake up when she wakes up and cries to be fed.) So for me it was a wash… for her apparently grandma and grandpa’s is the place to sleep. And today she is napping like a dream.
So my plan for next week is to be busy again. I am done being at home all the time, done being bored and hopefully done with bad sleeping patterns.