Because cramped sleep is better than no sleep at all...

I’ve kept my silence because I didn’t want to jinx things but at this point, screw it. Yes, folks, it’s time for another update from one of the world’s worst sleepers (shout out here to McCashew). We’re making progress at a steady pace, albeit much slower pace than we would like but steady nonetheless. We had one night where Teddy woke up twice but was content to go back to sleep with his paci, nights that he spent entirely in his crib, even with the wake ups, wake ups that seemed to get quicker and smoother with each passing night. Some good napping last weekend. Friday night we had a breakthrough, SEVEN uninterrupted hours of sleep. It felt like heaven. Add to that the fact that he really has seemed to have rounded the corner on the eating to the point that he’s starting to eat more and drink bottles less. Woohoo, I thought, we’ve got this licked now.

And then Saturday night hit us (me) like a ton of bricks. Back to the ol’ routine of 2 wake ups a night and an absolute refusal at about 2am to be put back down in his crib. Nope, not gonna sleep there when I know there’s a nice comfy bed in the next room with two people available for snuggling should I need it. And add to that the fact that Katherine woke up twice during the night with… “You lay with me?” strategically smack in the middle of Teddy’s sleep time. All this meant I was up with a kid just about every two hours. Amazing how much more painful this all is after a night of solid sleep. I was sore and I was cranky. Last night was more of the same, minus Katherine’s wake up (so I guess that’s an improvement!). It was Ted’s night but Teddy decided at the first wake up he wasn’t going back in his crib so I took a turn to try and see if I could rock him and get him back down. HA! Think I’m stupid lady? I know your tactics. I had that kid snoring soundly in my arms before I tried to gently lay him down. Those two little eyes popped open the second I pulled my arms away. Back to our bed where he was sound asleep within seconds of hitting the sheets (actually I think he fell back asleep on my shoulder on the way into our room). He spent the majority of the night with us.

Now, I know, I know. All we’re doing is prolonging it by letting him sleep in our bed. But seriously, at 2am when you’re dead tired from the previous night, the house is cold and you want to get back to sleep ASAP what would you do? 2am is not the time for straight thinking, I can plot and plan all I want with a rational head during the day, come nightfall there is one objective and one objective only. Get yourself and the kid back to sleep as soon as possible by whatever means necessary. When Ted called out from our room “Why don’t you bring him in here?” well, you don’t have to tell me twice.

Because cramped sleep is better than no sleep at all.