Why is it that he can sleep through our landscaper (and I realize when I say that I sound high-falootin’ but all I mean is “the dude who mows the lawn in our complex”) mowing directly outside his window, but me sneezing somehow wakes him up? Seriously.
We’ve been having some sleep woes these days, both night time and nap time, and the short term solution appears to be “bring baby to bed with us”.
Here’s the thing:
We co-slept that first month, when all Kale did was lie there like a bump on a log. Then we transitioned him to a bassinet beside us, and when he wouldn’t settle, he’d come back to bed. Then the bassinet moved to his room, then he napped in his crib, then he started sleeping in his crib. The whole transitional process took, like, 5 months. I felt it was successful.
I don’t want him in our bed (although I confess I do likesnuggling with him) because frankly, I sleep like crap and wake up stiff and sore from being convoluted in some awkward angle. And when you are chasing after an incredibly fast and busy small boy having back pain just doesn’t make it easier to grab him before he reaches the dog food.
So now we’ve been at the point of him sleeping in his crib for, I dunno, about three months, I guess. And the solution whenever he wakes in the middle of the night and is fed and then refuses to settle and sleep in his crib is to bring him back to bed. It’s too challenging at 2:00AM for me to spend hours trying to shush and console him. We tried having Ross be the putter-back-to-bed and while it worked for a while, it stopped working and now inevitably, after his middle of the night feeding, he comes to bed with us and wakes with us in the morning and now we are back to the adults having crappy sleep.
I don’t want this to be the long term solution. But I can’t wrap my head around anything else right now. I won’t attempt Cry It Out – while I know there are people who believe this is child abuse, (and I do not agree that it is) for me it’s simply too… draining. For both parties. So I won’t go down that route, although more and more I struggle with this internal little argument that says “Why not?” when it’s 3:00AM and we’ve been trying to get Mr. Man to sleep for an hour. Like I said to Ross at 3:17AM the other night, “this is stupid.” Because it is!
All these babies who angelically sleep through the night are frustrating me too. It’s hard to keep a cheery smile on my face the older Kale gets when people ask “is he sleeping through the night yet?” and provide my usual answer of “no, of course not! He’s only 9 months!” Because in my mind I am actually thinking “No, dammit, and please stop asking before I stuff this rattly monkey in your cakehole.”
We have been blessed with a baby who is a good eater, a cheerful and smily little face who is inquisitive and happy almost 99% of the time. But we have also been given (I won’t say “cursed”) a baby who is difficult to get to sleep, who doesn’t like to stay asleep, and who challenges me at hours of the night where my brain, I swear, is considerably slower and is incapable of hatching and executing plans.
I say all of this because today I am tired. I feel like I ran a marathon in my sleep and even getting Kale down for his first nap (which of course, came early since he too is tired from the tossing and the turning) was a challenge filled with me having to go back and sort him out FOUR times before he finally succumbed to the sleep he needs.
I realize he is likely going through the 9 month sleep regression that apparently all babies go through as they develop in leaps and bounds, but even my usual serenity now platitude I tell myself – “this too shall pass” – is annoying me.
Tips? And please don’t suggest I Cry it Out, and please don’t suggest I just accept the co-sleeping. The co-sleeping is an adhesive bandage but all it does it make me Crotchety Crankypants. Neither path are preferred. I need something creative, in the middle.
(And yes, I realize the true solution is “ride it out”.)