Sleep woes
23rd February 2006
I guess maybe Analise is trying to prepare us for what it’s like to have a newborn in the house again. We’ve got some serious sleep issues going on. It boggles my mind how her sleep habits can totally change… though usually triggered by something like teething or a cold. Sure enough, just a month ago, I was praising God for several full nights of sleep IN A ROW, and she was going to bed, sleepy but awake without a fuss. It was lovely. Then this lingering cold hit, and I drugged her during the nights for a while. And now, she just screams to be in her room alone. She’s screaming when she goes down to bed, crying when she wakes up in the middle of the night around 4am. She’s even crying when I leave her in her crib with books and toys for 20 min while I shower. It’s so frustrating. And it’s even harder because it’s not just crying, like it used to be. It’s now crying, “Mommy, Mommy”. I feel so bad.
Last night was probably the roughest, though. We had home church here, and I usually get her ready for bed during the worship time so I can be a part of the group discussion time. But to make a long story short, she didn’t go to sleep until Brian and I went to bed at 10pm. She woke up at 4am again, flopped around our bed for almost 2 hours, half asleep. When she finally fell asleep again, she slept until 9am (unheard of… I guess this is one plus of our late nights… the first sleeping in I’ve felt in ??? long!). Anyway, I hope we get past this stage soon. It’s wearing me – us – out.
Though I was so frustrated with Analise last night, I woke up this morning to her sleeping next to me, and I can’t believe just how much I can love this squirmy, fussy little creature. She looks like such an angel while she’s sleeping, and honestly, she’s crying because she wants to be close to me. I’ve never had someone need me that way before. It’s boggling to my mind, and it fills your heart up like nothing else. Anyway, that’s all the mom-mush for today:)
March 3rd, 2006 at 3:47 pm
I like the picture of her with her dolls