I’ve been reading that babies tend to “settle” around 6-8 weeks. That sleeping gets easier, parents get better at reading their cues, their whole system starts becoming more mature and used to being out of the womb.
Magically, it’s happening.
It’s really happening.
I started instituting a nap schedule around 6 weeks. I figured it was about time for him then, it was certainly time for me. Naps at 11 a.m. and 4 p.m. We’ve mostly stuck to it — it’s more “oh, you’ve been awake for about 2 hours and you’re starting to get cranky, time for a nap.”
And amazingly, he usually complies.
Take today, for instance. It was about 5 p.m. (but he had a long nap from noon to 3) and we were in Wegmans. He’d be doing great, delighting fellow shoppers with his coos and grins and overall cuteness (But the really magical thing isn’t nap time. It’s bed time. And night time. And sleeping. There’s actual sleeping going on. For everyone.
I’d read a little bit about this “dreamfeeding” thing where, essentially, you top the kid up around 10 or 11 p.m. while they’re still asleep so they don’t wake up in the middle of the night.
He’s been going to bed around 8 p.m. lately. Even when he blesses me with a 6-7 hour stretch of sleep, that still wakes us at 2 or 3 a.m.
So I tried this “dreamfeeding.”
The night before last around 10:30 p.m. I tentatively plucked him out of the crib and into my arms and coaxed a nipple into his sleepy mouth. Once he realized it was in there he got the hang of it and had a nice sleep feed. I caredfully put him back into bed and went to bed myself.
He woke up at 2 a.m. Oh well.
I tried it again last night. He slept until 5:30 a.m. this morning.
I didn’t, of course. I kept waking up, thinking it was about to be time for a feeding. Or wondering if he was OK over there and had forgotten how much he likes to eat.
But I’m not complaining. And I’ll probably try it again tonight.