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It’s no secret that both of my children, as babies, would rather stay awake than sleep. Because they entered the world completely lacking this fundamental baby skill, I have uttered such sentiments as, “Charlie was a really difficult baby” and “Lillian’s naps are shorter than the time it takes me to get her to sleep.” Everyone says of newborns, “They just eat and sleep!” This would not accurately describe my experience. By day 3 of both the kids’ lives, it became clear that we would have to work to put them to sleep. None of this “eat and crash” business for my kids, no siree. I will say that Lillian’s babyhood has been much less stressful than Charlie’s overall. She sleeps better during the day than he did (but worse at night, actually). Still, I wouldn’t call her an “easy” baby. Adorable, but not easy.
Lately I have been pondering this great irony (because we all know that if there are any two parents in the world who love sleep almost more than anything else, it’s me and Jeff): Do our children not sleep much because of something we have done or not done? Would they be easier babies if they had been given to different parents? That’s not an idea I want to entertain for long, but still. I know of parents whose babies are easygoing, sleep at all the right times (and fall asleep on their own, babbling away in their cribs), and do everything by the books; consequently, the parents are confident in their roles, and well-rested to boot. Is this because they just got lucky with a super easy kid? Or maybe because of their approach or method of parenting?
I lean toward the former: they just got lucky. And on my worst days, I admit, I wish non-sleeping babies upon these parents.
What do you think?
*Upon reading your responses, I remembered a few steps in my own routine. And since this is such an important subject, I’ve added those in.
Take contacts out
Close the bathroom door behind me so the ticky clock doesn’t drive me crazy
Pray with Jeff
“Sleep well, m’love.”
“You too, m’love.”
What’s your bedtime routine?
Miss you, friends.
Okay, so. Yes, I’ve been in denial about my birthday. And yes, it happened anyway.
Welcome to your late 20s, self!
And you know what? The day itself has been a real treat. Full of treats, in fact. Treats of the food sort. I have eaten and eaten and eaten in celebration of this birthday that I didn’t even really want to happen.
Last night was cake and ice cream with Jeff’s parents, Jeff’s grandparents, my parents, and our little family of four. Have I mentioned that I love living near family?
This morning started off with breakfast in bed, thanks to my lovely husband who has graciously taken on this tradition that I grew up with and loved so much. Jeff made me french toast, with a second course of Reese’s Puffs cereal. I describe this cereal as “heaven in a bowl.” Ooooh, it’s good. In college I would eat it sometimes for breakfast, actually convincing myself that it would serve just fine as breakfast — you know, the most important meal of the day. Then after Jeff and I got married, he couldn’t understand why I would start my day with junk food. He made fun of me a few too many times, and I stopped buying them.
Today I was all too happy to see them again.
Jeff also brought a few indulgences to be consumed “guilt free” on my birthday: peanut M&Ms and itty bitty cans of Pepsi.
It was fun to start my day with the four of us piled onto our bed. Here we all are, disheveled and jammie-clad.
(My kids crack me up. Lillian really needs to learn how to smile for the camera; Charlie really needs to learn how to tone it down.)
For lunch, my mom came home from work, and my dad set out a surprise cake. So more yummy cake was had by all.
For supper, my parents wanted to take me out to eat. Our choices were confined to city limits since I had to be back in time to call Bingo (!!) at the nursing home tonight. So I chose Applebee’s. We stuffed ourselves, and then the waitress brought me a little cheesecake dessert for my bday. She apparently noticed my oversized blue birthday ribbon (thanks, Cassie!). More sugar in the system.
After work tonight, my mom asked if she could take me out to Sonic. Can’t ever turn down Sonic! Especially girls’ night out! So out we went in search of more yummy goodness. I’m still working on my strawberry cream slush.
So all in all, a delicious birthday. Perhaps a little too delicious: tonight at work, a fellow employee asked if I’m expecting.
That was not the highlight of my day. But I’m not going to care about it tonight. Because it’s still my birthday. I’ll care tomorrow, when I begin starving myself.
Things I love/enjoy/appreciate right now:
-Big blue skies with clouds and stars
-Bathtime for the baby. Lillian kicks her legs and pumps her arms and thrashes all about, squealing and focusing and working so hard at having so much fun. This is my very favorite part of the day.
-Charlie’s funny sentences. Tonight my dad was talking about the zoo, and Charlie just couldn’t understand why we couldn’t go right away. He insisted, while it was pouring rain, “It’s sunny outside, let’s go to the zoo right NOW!” He’s picking up on our inflection, and he uses it so sweetly. A common request when we’re in the car now is: “Mommy? Go that way and maybe see a choo-coo, okay?”
-Living life with my parents.
-Being able to celebrate my birthday this week with family.
Things I don’t at all love/enjoy/appreciate right now:
-Charlie’s constant use of “no” and his struggles to fall asleep on his own.
-Feeling busy when we don’t even have a social life yet!
-Living 30 minutes from a Target. *sigh*
-Turning 28. Woe is me. I’ve always loved birthdays and never thought I would be that person who dreaded a birthday. But this year I’m dreading it. And if you’re older than 28, please please please don’t comment and say, “But you’re so young, yada yada yada.” I know that in the big scheme of things, I am still “young.” But don’t you remember turning 28? And how it seemed old? And how it officially put you in your late-20s? And how that isn’t at all pleasant? Hmmph.
My brain is so frazzled and fatigued these days that it’s tough to crank out anything newsy or witty or worth reading. So I’m stealing these prompts from Shannon in an effort to kick-start my thoughts.
Outside my window… is a mini-garden! Jeff has planted tomatoes, red peppers, basil, oregano, and parsley. All is growing beautifully.
I am thinking… about popping that little pimple on Lillian’s right cheek.
I am thankful for… the yummy meals and lovely gifts we’ve received since Lillian was born.
From the kitchen… comes the obnoxious rhythmic swooshing sound of our very loud dishwasher.
I am wearing… gray capri sweatpants and a red T-shirt from my high school days. Both reek of spit-up.
I am creating… hmm…does procreating count?
I am going… to Kansas. Soon and very soon.
I am reading… embarrassingly little. Blogs. Mail. Facebook statuses. And a lot of Dr. Seuss and nursery rhymes.
I am hoping… that Miss L will learn to sleep well; that Cboy will stop throwing toys off the balcony; that plans will fall into place; and that Jiggly Belly will go away.
I am hearing… said dishwasher, and the thump-thump-thump overhead as Jeff and Charlie throw balls onto the roof of our apartment building.
Around the house… everything has its place, but nothing is in its place.
One of my favorite things… Sleep, O Sleep, wherefore art thou, Sleep?
A few plans for the rest of the week…grillin’ burgers with friends for the 4th. Going to church. And hopefully showering.