The joys of a sleeping baby
Aug. 30th, 2002 11:36 pmAll week, Miss Widget has been waking up early early (like 6 am), then going back to sleep, then waking when Daddy leaves for work, then going back to sleep, then waking for the day at around 9:30. This is unusual for her; normally when she wakes around 8:00, she's up for the morning. Most often, she plays in her crib until I can rouse the energy to go and get her (Have you guessed I'm not a morning person yet?).
Now, part of me feels guilty when I don't rush right in to get her when she wakes at about 8, but in truth, I am so not a morning person that even waking at 8 feels like an ungodly early hour, and so, selfish mom that I am, I frequently will lie in bed until she gets good and tired of playing with her bears, and I go get her in time to have her changed and dressed for running out to get Imagy for the day, or when she really starts yelling.
This morning, she followed her pattern of this week (awake at 6, awake at 8), and I thought I was going to have to go get her at 8:00 because she sounded mad. Then she got quietish again, and the next thing I knew, I was waking back up and it was 10:15! Which, of course, panics me. God lord, what's happened to the baby (as I envision her falling out of the crib, or choking on a teddy bear nose, or soething equally horrible). So I get up, throw on my nightgown and march into her room, so find her passed out cold, snoring around the thumb in her mouth. So, I tiptoe back out, and go downstairs to get organized for today's shopping trip and what all. She didn't wake until 10:30.
So, I assume that there will be no nap today, which makes sense... up at 10:30, in bad around 8:00 doesn't leave much napping time. But then, coming home from lunch with Miss Shani, I see Miss Widget yawning and eye rubbing, sure signs of tired-ness. So, we get home, I take her upstairs, she conks right out for a nap, and so do I. I think the last time I was this consistently tired, I was pregnant (NO, it's not even a possibility). So, I took a nap, woke up at 4:30 to a still snoozing baby, and had to wake her up to feed her dinner. I cannot believe how much this child slept today.
It did make for an easier day, though. First, I felt great for having gotten to sleep in, and it cut short my time spent with ehr by a few hours, which gave me less time to lose my temper with ehr. I'm pleased to report that we've had two Fridays in a row of no temper losing. This is progress. I'm not sure if I'm getting better at dealing with her, or if she is just getting easier to deal wth, but either way, it's a change for the better.
( more Widget babbling )
Now, part of me feels guilty when I don't rush right in to get her when she wakes at about 8, but in truth, I am so not a morning person that even waking at 8 feels like an ungodly early hour, and so, selfish mom that I am, I frequently will lie in bed until she gets good and tired of playing with her bears, and I go get her in time to have her changed and dressed for running out to get Imagy for the day, or when she really starts yelling.
This morning, she followed her pattern of this week (awake at 6, awake at 8), and I thought I was going to have to go get her at 8:00 because she sounded mad. Then she got quietish again, and the next thing I knew, I was waking back up and it was 10:15! Which, of course, panics me. God lord, what's happened to the baby (as I envision her falling out of the crib, or choking on a teddy bear nose, or soething equally horrible). So I get up, throw on my nightgown and march into her room, so find her passed out cold, snoring around the thumb in her mouth. So, I tiptoe back out, and go downstairs to get organized for today's shopping trip and what all. She didn't wake until 10:30.
So, I assume that there will be no nap today, which makes sense... up at 10:30, in bad around 8:00 doesn't leave much napping time. But then, coming home from lunch with Miss Shani, I see Miss Widget yawning and eye rubbing, sure signs of tired-ness. So, we get home, I take her upstairs, she conks right out for a nap, and so do I. I think the last time I was this consistently tired, I was pregnant (NO, it's not even a possibility). So, I took a nap, woke up at 4:30 to a still snoozing baby, and had to wake her up to feed her dinner. I cannot believe how much this child slept today.
It did make for an easier day, though. First, I felt great for having gotten to sleep in, and it cut short my time spent with ehr by a few hours, which gave me less time to lose my temper with ehr. I'm pleased to report that we've had two Fridays in a row of no temper losing. This is progress. I'm not sure if I'm getting better at dealing with her, or if she is just getting easier to deal wth, but either way, it's a change for the better.
( more Widget babbling )