Monday, February 4, 2013
Sleeping like a baby: Izzy edition
There is no doubt about it: Isabel is a better sleeper than Elijah was at this age. I don't remember too many details about Elijah's first few months, but a few things have stuck with me. One: I could not believe how in love I was with this tiny blob of a human. Two: That kid did. not. sleep. Every day, from 3-6 a.m., he was awake. And he was not happy about it. As a matter of fact, this explains why I don't remember much about his first few months.
So, the bar was set pretty darn low, and Isabel has manage to sleepwalk over that bar with ease. Sure, she still wakes up every three hours all night long, and after five a.m. she much prefers our bed to hers, but the girl sleeps during that magically horrible hour (or two or three) when a new mom is absolutely sure that she is the onliest person awake in the entire city.
The worst/best part about Isabel's particular sleeping habits is that when it comes to naps, she is kind of lame. Fortunately, as I reflect back on Elijah's early days and read my old blog posts, I am reminded that the main source of my frustration is my own expectations. And so, I must once again, let them go. This time around, the thoughts that I must release are mainly along the lines of, "I am going to get so much done during naptime!"
Notice that I said that this is also the best part about Isabel and sleep. Why? Well, it happens that she naps much better when she has a mommy nearby to snuggle. Which means that to avoid frustration, sometimes the dishes may just have to wait, and I may just have to climb into bed myself. Oh darn.