Okay so every new mom knows that they are going to lose sleep and if they don't know that then they have experienced some small miracle. I have been fortunate enough that about three weeks ago my baby started to sleep through the night. In the last week and a half since I have changed my diet that has stopped. Last night was particularly bad.
We went to bed about 9:30 and I knew that he would be wanting to eat soon. Just as we were about to doze off, I heard him. My hubby thought that I was crazy. He said he didn't hear a thing ( I believe this has something to do with man's uncanny talent known as selective hearing). I was correct though. We nursed, burped and changed the diaper ( by we I mean me). Then for the next two hours he fussed. I didn't want to rock him to sleep or let him sleep with us. I want him to work on self soothing. So instead I would give him his nuk and rock the bassinet until he quieted then stop in hopes that he would proceed to fall asleep on his own. He would cry and I would let him for a little while, then we would do it all over agian. Nuk, rock, quiet, cry , nuk, rock quiet, cry and so on. Each time the quiet time would get a little longer. Each time I would let him fuss a little more. Eventually at about 12 he fell asleep.
I wish that I could say that that was the end of our late night meeting. We started the whole process over again at 2 and then at 4:30 and agian at 5:30. Of course, just as I am placing him back in his bassinet at about 6 and he quietly falls to sleep on his own, Max comes in and asks if he can get dressed. The girls have to get up anyway and be out the door by 6:45, so who am I to tell him no?
I do believe that because my diet is causing him to spit-up so much and be gassy that he is getting hungry faster. He also is not nursing as well. He nurses for a short amount of time and then plays to sooth himself. It really is a viscous cycle that I really could live with out. I have not slept much in the last week and find that I need to resort to coffee to get me through the day.
So , hot coffee cup in hand I sit and type my tale of woe. I know that other mom are not as lucky as me to have had a few weeks of blissful sleep. I know that in a way I am blessed to have to wake so often to care for this beautiful baby. I know that many women wish that they could know what it feels like, but have not been able to be blessed as I have. For that I am thankful. And Thank God for the creation of COFFEE to wake me up enough to be able to be Supermom both day and night.
We went to bed about 9:30 and I knew that he would be wanting to eat soon. Just as we were about to doze off, I heard him. My hubby thought that I was crazy. He said he didn't hear a thing ( I believe this has something to do with man's uncanny talent known as selective hearing). I was correct though. We nursed, burped and changed the diaper ( by we I mean me). Then for the next two hours he fussed. I didn't want to rock him to sleep or let him sleep with us. I want him to work on self soothing. So instead I would give him his nuk and rock the bassinet until he quieted then stop in hopes that he would proceed to fall asleep on his own. He would cry and I would let him for a little while, then we would do it all over agian. Nuk, rock, quiet, cry , nuk, rock quiet, cry and so on. Each time the quiet time would get a little longer. Each time I would let him fuss a little more. Eventually at about 12 he fell asleep.
I wish that I could say that that was the end of our late night meeting. We started the whole process over again at 2 and then at 4:30 and agian at 5:30. Of course, just as I am placing him back in his bassinet at about 6 and he quietly falls to sleep on his own, Max comes in and asks if he can get dressed. The girls have to get up anyway and be out the door by 6:45, so who am I to tell him no?
I do believe that because my diet is causing him to spit-up so much and be gassy that he is getting hungry faster. He also is not nursing as well. He nurses for a short amount of time and then plays to sooth himself. It really is a viscous cycle that I really could live with out. I have not slept much in the last week and find that I need to resort to coffee to get me through the day.
So , hot coffee cup in hand I sit and type my tale of woe. I know that other mom are not as lucky as me to have had a few weeks of blissful sleep. I know that in a way I am blessed to have to wake so often to care for this beautiful baby. I know that many women wish that they could know what it feels like, but have not been able to be blessed as I have. For that I am thankful. And Thank God for the creation of COFFEE to wake me up enough to be able to be Supermom both day and night.
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