On the downside, Isabella can't seem to stay away from a good sleep regression. On the upside, she at least waits until I'm on breaks from school for the really bad ones and let me tell you this 8 month one has been a doozy!
It started the night after my final assignment for the semester was submitted. She woke up crying. I let her cry for awhile but it wasn't stopping so I went in. Thus begins our journey through nighttime wakeups, falling asleep if held and only staying asleep if held (her crib is clearly filled with burning lava that only she can see and therefore cannot enter safely), early wakeups (I am ok with wakeups after 5, so that tells you how ridiculously early these early wakeups are), and the occasional napping revolt.
It appears we have a hybrid leap, compounded by some good old -fashioned separation anxiety. Since she was experiencing separation anxiety during the day, I didn't want to make things worse by doing CIO at night. This led to some crappy and uncomfortable nights for me either sleeping in the glider or (once I got smarter) sleeping with her in the bed in the office (so J.T. could sleep for work the next day). She does not believe in personal space so when we sleep in the bed it is with me holding her in the crook of my arm...tots comfortable;).
The separation anxiety seems to be easing up some, so we may revert back to CIO in the coming days. All I know is that I resume classes on the 8th so we need to have this thing figured out. Until then I remain jacked up on caffeine, have resumed my 7-8pm bedtime, and on occasion walk though life in a fog.
Mothers who work outside of the home, you are my heroes. I can function taking care of tiny people in my home with this amount of sleep, I could not function with the professional world effectively on this level of sleep. God bless you!
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