Right now sleeping is not going great. We’ve done a good job at making you a really good going-to-sleep baby. Around 7 every night, we start our routine of bath, pjs, nursing, book(s), and then bed, while still awake. I lay you down, put your paci in, kiss your head, say “night night buddy”, and leave. Sometimes you chatter, sometimes you play, but 5-6 out of the 7 nights of the week you go to sleep with little to no fuss. Amen, thank you Jesus.
You are not a natural sleeper. It took some molding to get us to this point. And I am proud to say that I feel like I did a good job of shaping a routine that encourages you to put yourself to sleep. However. What you are not, at this point, is a good stay-asleep baby. And that is because I am a TERRIBLE middle-of-the-night mom. This was not a problem when you were first born. It was encouraged that you ate every 2-3 hours. So when you woke up every 2-3 hours, I was perfectly okay giving you some boob and you’d eat and drift back to sleep and I would do the same. At 5 mos old though, you do not need to eat every 2-3 hours overnight. You eat cereal and fruits and nurse for a long time prior to bed. Yet you still wake up 2,3, 4 times a night. And I let you. I give in. I’m so tired, so EXHAUSTED that I do not want to put forth the time and effort required to get you back to sleep without feeding. It’s SO easy to nurse you for 5 min, till you nod off and then go back to bed. Or, if it’s close enough to morning, bring you back in bed with me and pass out before you’re even done eating.
So it goes on, your little midnight parties. And I go on, like a zombie. I sleep through alarms, I’m late to work, I skip breakfast, I consume WAY too much caffeine for a breastfeeding mother.
You, on the other hand, are a morning person through and through. You don’t like hanging out in your crib too much, but you just give a little holler and we come running. More often than not your dad and I will go in together because it’s just so awesome. You look up from your crib, grinning from ear to ear, eyes all lit up. If you had a thought bubble over your head, I’m pretty sure it would read, “It’s you again! I missed you! I’m so glad to see you!!” For you, in the morning, everything is great. Diaper change! New clothes! Play on the floor! Food! Nothing is dull or frustrating. Everything is giggle worthy.
Sooner, rather than later, I’m going to have to crack down and sleep train you. It won’t be pretty. I’m sure I will only be more haggard the next day. But you, I’m pretty sure you will maintain your morning cheer. And that is more sustaining than any amount of coffee.