Lu'au has been a horrible sleeper lately. She doesn't want to sleep in her crib. We sometimes put her in her crib and let her cry it out. She then projectile vomits. She doesn't want to go down for naps, and takes about 45 minutes to go to sleep, if we're successful. She wakes up during the night, and again around 5 each morning. It's kind of rough, especially because she's been such a good sleeper before.
At least in the morning, she will often take a bottle and go back to sleep. I know it's probably a bad habit to get back into, but at this point, sleep is more valuable to me.
The other day she woke up. I was dazed and confused and had no idea what time it was. I asked CO what time it was, as the clock is on his side of the bed. He grumbled and managed to reply "four." I quickly (or what seemed like quickly) calculated that it probably could pass for bottle time, and, eager to get more sleep, I stumbled over to get her. I picked her up, carried her downstairs, and started to make her a bottle. It was then that I looked at the clock myself. I grumbled at my sleeping husband, stopped making the bottle, put the baby back in bed, and went to bed myself. Yes, dear, four was part of the number you read on the clock. The time? It was 12:43. Apparently I have to ask for all of the numbers next time.
2 comments:
I probably would have given her the bottle anyway. Hopefully this sleepless phase passes quickly for you!
ugh to the sleepless phase, but laughing at Shad getting one of the numbers right. The true sign of the sleep deprived. Let me know when you need a break. Alex would love a date with Sleepless Beauty.
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