Thank you former presidents for letting me have today off. As it turns out, no thanks to the never ending stream of snow days we had in the last 6 weeks, I got to have the day off sans child (and sans Hubby). It was nice although largely unproductive less some online shopping for 2 bridal showers and some TV watching. I always feel some sense of regret at the end of a kidless day off that I didn't get enough done. Silly, right?
In other news, my good sleeper since he was 6 weeks old and then retrained at 11 months old child has been having a hell of a time settling down for the last couple of weeks. Again I blame the snow days. It doesn't happen every night, but 1-3 nights per week, he can't seem to fall asleep for nearly an hour after he goes to bed. I'd never know but he comes out of his room whining about said issue, often trying to convince me to lay with him (that's new). After 2 sessions of laying down with him = mom falling asleep and being crunched in small bed with very large child for hours - I've given that up.
Now, the problem is, he knows he's tired and knows he needs sleep, so he does that thing some of us adults do. He looks at the clock and gets stressed that he isn't asleep. Of course, in his always supportive way, Hubby blames me for this because (a) I worry a lot more about G's sleep than he does (probably because I have to get G up every morning and I get every "We need to talk to you about G's behavior" call) and (b) I sleep like complete crap almost every day.
I know it's a phase and I know it will pass, but I will say this - it's one of those firm reminders of why I have 1 child, why I can only have 1 child and why, no matter what my mother says, I am too old and too far removed from babyland to ever have another kid.
Phew.
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