I haven’t blogged in too long. I think about blogging and then I sit down to write and either someone (usually a little impatient toddler) interrupts my thoughts and then it’s just not worth coming back to. He’s been sleeping in his bed for over an hour now so I’m really risking it by even starting this blog post as he’ll most likely sense what’s going on and decide to wake up.
He’s been sleeping “better”. It’s been quite the sleepless saga with him, really with all our children. Maybe our next baby will understand and appreciate the necessity and value of a full night’s sleep and long uninterrupted naps during the day.
So for a while, about the first year of his life, it worked well to have him sleep with us in bed. But then he started moving and grunting and waking up so often that I seriously wonder if any of us really ever got any sleep. So earlier this year we moved beds around and started trying to get him to sleep with his older brother and sister in their room, hoping the idea of being included in the ‘big kids room’ might motivate him enough to make him sleep like a ‘big kid’. No. He would go to sleep for a few hours there but then wake up right when my husband and I finally crawled into bed and want to be with us, which again doesn’t work so well since he is bigger and likes to kick and move around a lot. So then we decided we’d tried it the ‘nice’ way long enough and we’d have to get a little more serious with him. That didn’t work either. We would never actually hurt him to force him to sleep but I think even if we tried to he would still get up. His ‘need’ to be with us (me) at night is more powerful than any fear of what consequences he’d have for getting out of bed. So we borrowed a toddler bed from a friend and have it next to my side of the bed. That has mildly helpful for when he does wake up and come into our room at night. Then I tell him he can stay right there next to him, he can even hold my hand for a little, but if he’s not nice he’ll have to go back to the other room. This has ‘worked’ but he still wakes up to look for me even though I am right there! Silly boy, just sleep!! One big accomplishment though is that we have been able to wean him from nursing all night long. Now it’s only when he goes to bed, if he wakes up again before I go to bed, and then not again until the “sun comes up” in the morning or when ‘mama gets up’. He seems sad about this but has cooperated with these new ‘rules’ for the most part.
He is still far from sleeping ‘well’ but I see glimmers of hope every now and then, like the other night when he stayed in his bed since the time we put him down (around 8:30) until around 4 in the morning instead of 11, 12, 12:30, 1, 1:20, 2:00, etc. Thank you to those who have been praying for him and us to get better sleep. Please keep it up! I try to remember to offer his restlessness at night for those new moms or single moms or moms with sick kids or just all moms and dads in general.
This post was supposed to be about Christmas but turned into something else. So I’ll just say that we had a very nice Christmas. I’ve been super busy and stressed this year with a major project and I was able to take this month “off” for the most part and it was a very nice reprieve. Unfortunately, I also came down with a cold that has been weighing me down the past 2 weeks but feeling tired and icky has helped me keep things very simple. I didn’t get to make any Christmas cookies or treats with the kids for our neighbors and family like I wanted or put together a fruit basket to bring to the St. Anthony Family shelter like I dreamed of, but we did get all our presents for our family bought and wrapped and all the kids stayed healthy (so far) and it’s just been nice to not think about much, just being at peace and enjoying our family time without all the stresses and deadlines. As I commented on another friend’s blog, sometimes the “good enough” Christmases end up being some of the better ones since it forces you to focus on the simple things instead of getting all stressed and worried about the all the extraordinary things you could do.