i remember this with pratt.
there were a few nights (before he was 4 months old and cried it out) where he slept through the night. like 9 to 7. something like that. they were flukes. but i wanted them to be habit. and consistent.
and so i would do the exact same thing the next day. literally, to the t. i'd try to force naps at the same time. we would do the same activities. go to the same places. make the same purchases. yes. it was that bad. i would even put the same clothes on him for bed. put that johnson's baby lotion (the purple sleep kind) all over him and pray to the Lord that he would sleep that well again.
it never worked. in fact, he would always wake up like 3 times those nights.
because...well, it was a fluke.
and so i know better this go 'round. i know that i don't really have to have an exact copy of yesterday. but i'd like to go ahead and try. just because.
all this to say that max slept from 840 pm to 6 am this morning. what what!?
yes. clint put him to bed...which means...clint will be putting him to bed forever now. kidding. kinda.
he napped yesterday around 9 until 1040. then again at 1 until 330. then again at 5. he woke up at 645 refreshed. and stayed up without fussing until around 830. he got fussy then and that's when clint fed him and put him to bed. he ate a whopping 10 ounces. i'm not joking. 10 whole, entire ounces.
i know that napping during the day contributes to better night sleep. i know this because of my favorite author ever, dr. weissbluth.
i'm believing more and more that my child probably did have colic. but more than that...he was overtired. and that, in itself, can cause major problems.
last night he only fussed 5 minutes before bed and while clint was putting pajamas on him. that, my friends, is a record.
so hopefully we are on the mend.
thank you for sticking with me through this fog for the past 2 months. i'm sorry i've been so down. i know it's not over...but it feels like it's improving. and that's so good for my heart.
have wonderful tuesdays!
About Me
- hannah
- i'm a girl who likes to write. not a girl that's necessarily good at writing. it's cathartic, i think. and boy do i need that from time to time. i married a wonderful man named clint in may of 2007. he is everything i am not. he is calm. he makes plans. he is organized. his truck is always clean. his clothes are hung by types of shirt/color/size/etc. i'm full of nervous energy. i'm spur of the moment. i can't ever find what i'm looking for. we live in my car...pretty much. i'm lucky if my clothes are within ten feet of my closet. God gave us a precious angel of a baby in september of 2008. his name is pratt allen. he is 2.5 years old.we have another little one on the way. his name is max wesley. and he is due may 19th. somehow i'll be the mother of two boys. craaaaa.zy. i spend my days cleaning house. picking worms and caterpillars out of the flower beds. cooking meals. shopping at target. washing clothes. playing on the floor. reading books. doing puzzles. traveling to sonic. and the library. and blogging. i hope you enjoy our blog. feel free to leave a comment. hopefully it's a nice one. i tend to wear my heart on my sleeve.
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Prayers are being answered. Can't wait to see him this weekend.
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