SabrinaKat and Borboleta--oh man, I just came from an epic "get J down to sleep for his nap" session, and have no idea why I wrote your names. Hold on, let me think a bit... Ahhh--the six month shots. T had such a strong reaction? Oh, poor him. J just slept and grumped around for a bit. And poor Finn, with the teething, too. Whay oh Whay is life so hard for our LOs? And for us???
SabrinaKat--wow, you don't mess around. I am seriously impressed. This all happened, when, two-three days ago, and you've already threatened to take him to court and settled the matter? I'd still be sitting here on the couch, blanket over my head, trying to get the energy and courage to to sort this all out!
Angel--how are you doing? Are you still down, or did you get a night off? Anyway, still:
My "night off" consisted of:
- 1 o'clock, J starts crying. Husband (his night!) doesn't hear him through the monitor. I sleep in the room next door to J's and wake up. Have to see if OH will get up. OH doesn't. Have to get up, wake OH up. OH, in his sleepy confusion, yells at me: "I was getting up!!!" He doesn't remember that this morning.
- 6 o'clock. Still "my night off"--I typically sleep until 7:30, 8 am on my mornings off. Daddy opens my door, plops J down on me and says "I can't handle him." What does he mean by this? J is apparently all over him, not leaving him alone. Needing hugs and cuddles and then down, then playing right by him, then hugs and cuddles and then down again. I stare at him, and say: "Welcome to my world." This is ALL J does with me. I don't get no "independent play" anymore like OH does since separation anxiety set in. Normally, my husband can work while J plays in the morning, leaving him alone. I've tried to explain to him what it's like--that a few hours with J seems like a million because he's become whiney barnacle boy with me. Only now does he understand what I was talking about.
I feel like I should explain the cushy arrangement I have re: taking care of J, especially at night. (And please, no one say that I don't have to explain myself. It's just getting to the point where I seem like a lay about.) I have bipolar (manic depression). I have for 20 years, so it's pretty much under control, and just a part of life. BUT, the thing that triggers it is lack of sleep, or interrupted sleep. And, too much stress, obviously. So, we trade off. Two hours each with the boy, and then we pass him to the other person. One night on, one night off, and OH does
all mornings because I can't wake up that early after already being woken during the night. Hence, my lay-ins. This was arranged long before J was even conceived. We knew that if we wanted a baby, I was going to need help. The chances of someone with bipolar getting PND is 75%. But, I didn't get it, so something's working. And, my husband and his hours help a lot.
The thing is, I look at all of you, taking care of your LOs all day long, and wonder how you do it. And boy, do I admire you.
BUT, and I really need to emphasize this: I'm fine. We've done really well. The trading off works, and Oma helps a lot by taking him twice a week, and then I can get even more sleep. I just felt that it was getting time to
explain all of this sleep.