Duncan mostly does great at night. The last two nights have kinda sucked, though, as he’s been wide awake for up to 3 hours after his midnight feeding. Ugh. Not the time I want to be awake.
Tonight he went from 9:45 p.m. to 2:45 a.m. between feedings, and I went to bed at 10:30 p.m. So you’d think that I got 4 hours straight sleep. Not so. I woke up every hour at 45 minutes past since 11:45 p.m. One of those times I even got up and picked him up out of his crib and tried to feed him — because they say that crying is the last sign of hunger and that you should feed them before they get to the crying stage — but he was fast asleep still and wanted none of it. I guess all those noises he was making confused me. An hour later, he was making “I really am going to wake up soon” noises, so I thought I’d catch him while still sleepy, hoping he’d go back to sleep that much easier. Well, it’s 4 a.m. and I’m sitting here with him in the sling, rocking him to sleep while I type.
I love my glider, but I can only take so much of it with a baby that doesn’t want to go back to sleep in the middle of the night.
And now that I’ve had to wake up sufficiently to carry, feed, change and care for an infant, I’m hungry and want a snack (honey grahams and a glass of milk) and figure I might as well do a couple of useful things. So far I’ve emptied the dishwasher, put Kevin’s laundry away and now blogged. That’s useful, right?
I’ve also surmised that moving around – walking, rocking, bouncing, emptying dishwasher, etc. – will burn more calories than sitting in a chair desperately hoping his lovely little eyes will soon close and stay shut for a few hours. And since most of my day seems to be spent trying to get more sleep, this might be a good thing.
Anyway, for your entertainment, here’s a photo of the little dude enjoying his first tub bath after his cord stump fell off. He slept through the entire thing. Had another one last night that he also pretty much slept through after a walk around the neighborhood in his Snugli carrier.
I think the sling may have worked its magic, so it’s time for bed for everyone.