Posts Tagged ‘sleep’


How we wake up

January 17, 2011

How we wake up

We pull Dot into bed with us, so this is what I see most mornings before I slip out of bed and into the bathroom to wash my face and try to feel awake. N snuggles with Dot, keeping her safe and warm, as I throw things in bags and attempt to convince myself that it will only take one more sip of coffee to wake up.

Taking this photo helped me realize how much I love these mornings, rushed and crazy as they can be.  I love the mornings when I hear the soft, mingled snores of daddy and baby sleeping, and I love the mornings when I hear snatches of conversation – N’s voice deep with residual sleep, and Dot’s happy burble. And this morning, as all was quiet, I took a few seconds to remember how lucky I am, to have this man in my bed.


Sleep-deprived query

January 7, 2011

I’ve just spent way too much time online confirming what I already know. No matter what anyone tells you, there’s no magical and quick way to get your baby to go to sleep easily and when you want her to.

Dot is currently in transition – new room at daycare, new baby friends, new teachers. Also we’re coming out of our relaxed holiday break schedule into a time when it’s actually important I show up to work on time. These changes may account for a lot. I’m trying to be patient.

But after three nights of having my nipples gnawed on* for actual hours by my wee little darling, I feel compelled to ask –

Do I give up on nursing her down after, say, one hour of trying and failing, and just let her run around until she wants to sleep? Or is consistency important enough that I should lie back, think of England (okay, I’m not British, but you know) and let her go at it until she conks out?

My brain says, “Consistency is good.”

My boobs just say, “Ow. Ow. Make it stop.”

Also, if you could please lie to me and tell me that none of this means I’ll never have sex again, I would appreciate it.

And yes, it is a bit strange that I can’t swear convincingly but am somehow perfectly able to discuss my nipples in public.


*She’s not actually biting, but she does have four new teeth and while I thought my nipples were Teflon-coated at this point in my life it turns out that, after 45 minutes of consistent nursing per side, they’re not.