I feel like I need to start off by saying that Leah’s an excellent sleeper and I know I shouldn’t complain…yet here I am, pretty much complaining anyways. Sleep has never been much of an issue for Miss Leah. When she was a newborn she would wake up the normal 2-4 hours to nurse and would then, for the most part, drift right back to sleep. She started sleeping through the night at an early age (even now it’s hard for me to remember when…maybe around 3-4 months??) and would go to bed around 9-9:30 pm and sleep until around 6 am. We slowly made her bed time earlier and earlier until we got where we are today, a bedtime between 7-7:30 pm. On the weekends, when we let her wake up on her own, she will consistently sleep until 8, sometimes, 9 am. We don’t have much of a “bedtime routine” besides bath, nursing, bed. Since she was a newborn I have put her to bed easily, just a hug and a kiss and then I lie her down in her crib still awake. We do no rocking, no bouncing, no patting her back, no snuggling until she falls asleep, nothing. All that to say: she’s easy. So much so that when I hear other mothers with young babies talk about how exhausted they are I find myself thinking, “Huh, I feel like I get plenty of sleep!” (Yes, I am well aware that this will come back and majorly bite me in the butt with baby #2).
So there we were, doing great and moving along nice and easy thinking, “This sleep stuff’s a breeze!!” And then we hit this month, where everything has come crashing down. After months of trying to stand, Leah has finally figured out how to pull herself up in her crib. And napping and bedtime will never be the same again. Now, instead of happily lying there, gazing sleepy eyed at her mobile until she peacefully drifts off to sleep, she stands up and joyfully tosses baby and binkies out onto the floor. The same baby and binkies she insists on having in her crib to fall asleep. So you can see how we have a problem here. Our nap time has begun an endless routine of walking into the room, picking up her baby and binkies, lying her back down, and praying she falls asleep this time. At night, she has started rattling the crib railings, crying and calling out to us for HOURS. Case in point, Monday night I put her to bed at 7:15 pm and we did the whole, go back in retrieve baby and bink, lie her back down, say good-night, and tip toe back out routine for almost 2 and a half hours. At one point, around 9 pm as I was sitting on the couch waiting for hubs to finish his turn so we could go back to watching Arrested Development I got this text: “I’m trapped-I closed the door too much and it’s going to make that loud creaking!” It did. And up she popped. This went on until around 9:30 pm until, as I sat trying to rock this baby to sleep-who is never rocked to sleep so instead she kept popping her head up to give me a sweet smile-I gave in and used the magical boobs to nurse her to sleep and then ever so carefully put her back in the crib.
So what do I do? Do I ignore her? (Which is just horrible on this mommy heart of mine. I pretty much suck at the whole cry it out method) Do I continue to go in and lie her back down? Do I say, “too bad for you now baby’s on the floor for good?” (kidding…kind of). I know we will eventually move on. On Monday night, aka “The Night From Hell,” hubs turned to me and said, “She’s in a phase.” And a phase is just that…a phase. A short period of time where this is the new reality until it sifts and changes once again. Hopefully into something better. But until then, to keep me from ripping my ever thinning hair out, any advice from ANYONE out there would be greatly appreciated!