1.16.2013

Reboot




So, one of my New Year's resolutions was to start blogging again, even if it's every few weeks.
Mainly because I'm pretty sure I have early onset Alzheimer's and the only way I'll remember all the little, ordinary, amazing things happening from day to day is if I have some sort of written (typed, published, whatever) account of it.
So here goes.
Stella turned 10 months old on Sunday. We say the same thing every time another month passes. "I can't believe we survived xx months."
When she turns a year, it will blow my mind.
Our sleep issues are largely gone. I'm not generally superstitious, but being that I've come to the conclusion that I'm a full-on HOT MESS when I don't get enough sleep, I'm hesitant to say that Stella sleeps 12 hours a night and takes two 45 minute to an hour naps. I've been told these naps are short, but I DON'T CARE as long as she is sleeping through the night.
After I posted here in desperation and got the best feedback (thanks, guys), we embarked on a really mild, flexible sleep training regimen that started with putting her in the crib awake. At first, we tried getting her used to hanging out in her room, so we'd play a little and read books. Then, we did the same thing every night: turned off the lights, turned on the nightlight and the white noise machine, and gave her a pacifier. I waited until she was pretty sleepy, rubbed her back a little and left the room.
She usually cried a little, but ended up falling asleep. Sometimes, she'd panic and let out that high-pitched wail and then I'd go back in and rub her back a little. This didn't happen overnight. It took several weeks.
Eventually, something clicked and she just started to get it. Now, I usually just put her down and leave the room. And it's THE BEST.
I think that if I've learned anything this year, it's that every kid is different. Every time I try to put her down before 8 p.m., she wakes up at 6 a.m., but if I put her down by 8 or 8:30, she tends to sleep a full 12 to 13 hours, and that works better for all of us.
That said, not putting her on any kind of routine because I was scared to see her cry was causing her to get extra cranky because she was sleep deprived, so I had to do what was best for her.
Let's see, what else? Oh yeah, she's got eight teeth, you guys. She smiles and she's the abominable snowman. She also has been crawling for two months now and climbs everything in sight, even flat walls like Spiderman. I can't wait for her to let go and take off, but everyone is warning me to be careful what you wish for.
C and I are obsessed with her. It's all we talk about. And the one thing we marvel at is how much fun she is. As thoroughly exhausting as she can be (and balancing a crazy job and motherhood is no picnic), we just didn't imagine that it would ever be this much fun.

PS. Thanks, Celia, for taking the time to lay out Cheech's sleep habits - what worked, what didn't. It made us feel less insane and kept us going when we thought we might either pass out and die or murder each other after months of sleep deprivation.





1 comment:

  1. Welcome back! And it has been my new motto of life with a child "It gets easier."

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