I wanted to wait a while before I put this out there. I’m not typically a superstitious person, but when it comes to my sleep – I’m not taking any chances.
Several months ago I wrote about the history of Sadie’s sleep. Since moving her into her crib in her own room life changed dramatically for me. It was a huge tremendous monumental step in recovering my sanity and some personal space. Things went relatively smoothly with the transition but it still took quite some time to graduate into fully developed sleep patterns for her.
Sadie had this fun little quirky thing she loved doing. After putting her in her crib at night and lying on the floor like a ninja not making even a single breath until she falls asleep—because god help you if you actually walk out of the room while she’s awake. It’s as if you had lit all the binkies in the world on fire in one huge campfire and made her sit and watch. Pure devastation. So once she would fall asleep (a good 45 minutes of lying on floor not breathing) she would sleep soundly and peacefully. Until about 1am. Oh lordy, that 1am wakeup call every….single….night.
It’s not as if it were just a quick cry and a warmed bottle that would put that cute little stinker back down. Nope, crib time was over for Miss Sadie. 1am was her internal timer for PICK ME UP AND PUT ME IN THE BIG BED NOW!!!
So into our bed she goes and where she stays for the next 2 hours wide awake. She jumps, talks, pinches me, tickles me, climbs on my back and says, “ride mommy!” For two hours every night. I attempt to sleep through it and just wait for her to exhaust herself. Devin actually does sleep through it. How he does it?? I have no clue.
Eventually around 3am she’ll fall asleep with her head on my neck (totally comfortable and super easy to breathe that way, btw) and her feet digging into Devin’s ribcage. And there she will sleep until the sun comes up at around 5:45am. And then like it or not we’re up watching Sesame Street.
However, there has been a shift to the paradigm. Is it my patience of a saint that finally paid off? Or is it simply just that my girl is rounding two years old? I’d like to think it’s me, but most likely it’s just her. The thing is though that for 3 weeks now—every night consistently, she goes to bed on her own and sleeps the entire night through.
IT FEELS CRAZY SAYING THAT OUT LOUD!!! Omg. It’s true! It’s so unreal! But yes, around 9pm after dinner, bath, pj’s and story time – she asks to lie down. It goes something like this, “Mommy I tiwwwud, I seep now.” So I put her in her crib and Devin gets her a bottle. We both lean over her crib and say good night…we love you and she says back “Bye mama, bye Dada.” And we close the door to her room and within 20 mins she’s asleep. And I don’t see that little toot machine until around 7am. And you know what, I kind of miss her during the night but not enough to go back to the old days, that’s for sure!
I really just have to say that it feels so good getting here. It was so much hard work. But I am seeing the light. And I am rested; I actually have enough energy that I’ve started wearing lipstick again! Imagine that!
I almost feel inclined to start a movement. You know like the “It Gets Better” campaign for gay youth. I feel like doing one called “You Will Sleep Again” for new mothers. Not sleeping for 2 years is a desperate feeling people! It’s all fun and games until someone has a baby. Then wait two years, and it’s fun again. There it is, that’s my motto for my new campaign. What do you think, wanna join the movement? What’s your story of survival?