As mentioned previously, my son celebrated his first birthday early in March. You can read about his arrival here. Well, I just went searching for the post about his birth so I could link to it but have now discovered I never wrote it! I’ll have to take care of that.
Now, I love my little boy. He’s precious. He looks EXACTLY like his daddy. He giggles and plays and loves to snuggle. But he is a miserable failure in the sleep department. At nine months he was still waking in the middle of the night. Even as he approached one he was waking sometime before 5am and would only sometimes go back to sleep. And his daytime naps weren’t all that regular either. He had them every day but it was difficult to know when they would be.
Part of his sleep issues I blame entirely on the inter-continental move and the hub-bub that preceded it. Our lives were all mixed up for several months. I wasn’t consistent with sleep training him like I did with the girls. And then I was just so tired from prolonged sleep loss that I just couldn’t think to do anything about it. So, anyway, that’s the way it goes. And if we ever have another one I can guarantee that I’ll be much more on top of it. Frankly, I don’t even want to think about what another year of sleep deprivation would be like.
He now sleeps relatively well, from about 7pm to sometime after 6am. He is weaned as well, so if he does wake up in the night or quite early in the morning, I will go and comfort him and put him back to sleep. No chance that the milk bar is re-opening for him.
The result of his sleeping better is that I am sleeping better. Most nights I go to bed around 9:30 or 10pm and won’t wake again until 4 or 5 when I hear Precious get up to use the toilet or the neighbour’s dog barks or something like that. To most people that doesn’t sound all that great, but believe me, it’s working wonders for my brain function.
I still like to rest for a bit in the afternoon, but I find that I don’t require it every day just to survive the afternoon and evening. I’m able to think about things a bit more logically and am starting to have new ideas. For a major part of this year, my brain was focussed on our big move to America and getting settled and sorting out our lives here. It’s been focussed on pure survival. And although a new idea might briefly flitter through my head, it quick flittered out when it saw the “No Vacancy” sign. I simply didn’t have the ability to process new ideas.
But now! Wow! It’s like my brain is functioning in Technicolor! I have ideas and ideas and ideas. The only thing stopping me now is lack of time, rather than lack of energy. I’ve always known that a new baby changes things. And I was prepared for the fact that #3 would possibly be the hardest to adjust to, simply because of the immense amount of work required to take care of three young children. But because my girls both slept through the night by 5-6 months, I wasn’t prepared for the inertia I began to experience. Now that it’s fading, I feel like breaking out in the Hallelujah Chorus!
Hopefully another side benefit is that I’ll be blogging a bit more regularly and, occasionally with a bit more substance.