Let’s talk about sleep. I haven’t slept a full night in over 2 years. Oh yeah, you heard me! Never in a million years did I EVER think that when I prayed for a baby I would get exactly what I prayed for. I have found that God has quite the sense of humor! I didn’t realize that He is in the business of barter and trade. Oh I got the beautiful little baby that I always wanted…and one more shortly after…but at a cost! Almost like Ariel on The Little Mermaid had to give Ursula her voice in order to become a human, fall in love and get her Prince…well kinda, but not really…it made sense in my head! LOL!
You know the more I think about it it occurs to me that I would probably have a few less wrinkles and bags under my eyes if I could just get a solid 8 hours of sleep EVERY night! My 1 year old daughter is the sleep champion of the World…she’s been sleeping through the night since she was 2 months old–oh that child is wonderful!
The culprit is my 2 year old daughter–this chick wouldn’t sleep if you bribed her, begged her and even paid her! Bedtime ’round these parts is between 7:30pm and 8pm. I know, I know…a little insane…but it works for us. For my oldest I’ve tried putting her to bed later and hoping she will be too tired to wake in the night–nope! I’m an epic failure with figuring this puzzle out! It never ends–we give baths at 7pm, PJ’s, brush teethers, story at 7:20pm and then it’s off to bed!
As the house is quiet and the girls are sleeping, I’m ridding up the kitchen from dinner, catching up on Facebook and just as I’m too tired to keep my eyelids open with even toothpicks, I head up to bed. I will no sooner get in that bed around 11pm and the oldest starts screaming like she’s being kidnapped through her bedroom window! I’ve learned to just lay there and let her “Scream it Out’–(per her Doctor)–but after 45 minutes to an hour of her screaming and kicking violently I can’t take it anymore! I will sit outside her door, I don’t dare step foot into that room–that would take this “night terror” to a whole different level of insane…but I sit out there and I pray. She does eventually quiet down and I creep back to my bed…but inevitably she starts again.
I could go on and on…the point to my yammering is that I don’t really get to bed until 1-2am each night…7:30am comes entirely too early for the youngest. This Mommy doesn’t sleep! When “tiny alarm” #2 wakes jibber-jabbering in her bed the next morning—I stumble down the stairs and make a pot of coffee–I think I’m becoming immune to coffee…it has zero effect on me. In fact I don’t even know why I bother drinking it. Are there any other Mommies aboard this Crazy Train that are dealing with or have dealt with a similar problem? Any resolution?
I will admit the wakings at night are become less frequent, there are some weeks we are down to 5 nights of waking instead of all 7–maybe there is light at the end of this tunnel?
“Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of it’s own.”