Gil! Let Mommy Get Some Sleep!
Ok, so sleep has been REALLY bad lately. I hate cosleeping. I'm always sore in the neck and ribs. I've reached a point where I dread the next night-time feeding. I want him out of my bed. I want him eating less often at night.
And yet...
I don't know how to do it, and I don't know if he and I are ready. I promised him a year. That's less than 2 months away, anyway.
I'm not talking about night-weaning, although frankly I think he could. He's a much better eater than Shai was. But I won't force it. I'm not talking about sleep-training. I don't do that until 16 months, if I need to at all. I'm just talking about me needing a good night's sleep, restful sleep, where my nipples aren't being chewed on by a baby with two bottom teeth and two top teeth coming in, where he doesn't wake up in the middle of the night and suddenly notice Daddy and get all excited and not want to go back to sleep, where I can roll over without waking him up, or roll over without dodging him, where I can sleep with my arms at my sides instead of above my head or bent awkwardly under the pillow, where I can bend my knees enough to properly support my body while lying on my side...I'm tired, people!
He's so amazing, though. When I say, "Where's your head?" he puts his hands on his head. He also puts his hands on his head when I say "Where's your nose?", but it's a start! And he claps when I say "Yay!" And he totally understands so much of what I say. "Do you want to nurse? Do you want to get down? Should we go upstairs?" So So SO COOL. Love it. Babies are awesome. They really are. Every new skill is a miracle, even with the third baby!
He almost took a step today. He's been experimenting with standing without support, getting more confident. He had pulled up on a toy and was standing without holding on. He spotted something on the coffee table, about two feet away, that he wanted. He ALMOST tried to take a step, realized he couldn't cruise to it, and got down and crawled over and pulled back up on the table. But it was so funny to see him go, "I'll just go get that now... Oh crap, I'm not holding on!"
For the record, at his nine-month visit a few weeks ago, he was 22 pounds, 7 ounces and 29.75". Big boy. :) Head circumference is off the charts, like all my boys. Otherwise, about 75th percentile. Still chunky-thighed, though! Too cute, this kid.
See, I started out complaining and then changed over to raving about how awesome my baby is. I guess I do love him. Haha. Such a cutie-pie.
These were taken June 24:
Putting on a hat
A comfortable nap pose.
See, the thing is, he DOES sleep, just not always as much as I'd like at night. Indeed, today he took a three-hour nap to make up for being awake half the night. So there was that. Of course, I chose to lay down with him and close my eyes 10 minutes before he woke up. Silly me.
And yet...
I don't know how to do it, and I don't know if he and I are ready. I promised him a year. That's less than 2 months away, anyway.
I'm not talking about night-weaning, although frankly I think he could. He's a much better eater than Shai was. But I won't force it. I'm not talking about sleep-training. I don't do that until 16 months, if I need to at all. I'm just talking about me needing a good night's sleep, restful sleep, where my nipples aren't being chewed on by a baby with two bottom teeth and two top teeth coming in, where he doesn't wake up in the middle of the night and suddenly notice Daddy and get all excited and not want to go back to sleep, where I can roll over without waking him up, or roll over without dodging him, where I can sleep with my arms at my sides instead of above my head or bent awkwardly under the pillow, where I can bend my knees enough to properly support my body while lying on my side...I'm tired, people!
He's so amazing, though. When I say, "Where's your head?" he puts his hands on his head. He also puts his hands on his head when I say "Where's your nose?", but it's a start! And he claps when I say "Yay!" And he totally understands so much of what I say. "Do you want to nurse? Do you want to get down? Should we go upstairs?" So So SO COOL. Love it. Babies are awesome. They really are. Every new skill is a miracle, even with the third baby!
He almost took a step today. He's been experimenting with standing without support, getting more confident. He had pulled up on a toy and was standing without holding on. He spotted something on the coffee table, about two feet away, that he wanted. He ALMOST tried to take a step, realized he couldn't cruise to it, and got down and crawled over and pulled back up on the table. But it was so funny to see him go, "I'll just go get that now... Oh crap, I'm not holding on!"
For the record, at his nine-month visit a few weeks ago, he was 22 pounds, 7 ounces and 29.75". Big boy. :) Head circumference is off the charts, like all my boys. Otherwise, about 75th percentile. Still chunky-thighed, though! Too cute, this kid.
See, I started out complaining and then changed over to raving about how awesome my baby is. I guess I do love him. Haha. Such a cutie-pie.
These were taken June 24:
Putting on a hat
A comfortable nap pose.
See, the thing is, he DOES sleep, just not always as much as I'd like at night. Indeed, today he took a three-hour nap to make up for being awake half the night. So there was that. Of course, I chose to lay down with him and close my eyes 10 minutes before he woke up. Silly me.