I thought the sleep thing was, well not fixed per se, but moving in a positive direction. We had three or four days of naps that lasted longer than 30 minutes. She started going down without crying for 20 or 30 minutes - just talking or closing her eyes.
And then.
You knew it was coming. And then Sunday she only took one nap longer than 30 minutes. Yesterday both naps were back to 30 minutes, and the second one involved crying for 25 minutes before falling asleep and then crying every five minutes between sleep spells for 20 more.
Why? (shaking fist at the heavens) WHY??
So fine, I'll zen it out today and try to accept and love and feel peace about the fact that I am back to a very grumpy baby who can't sleep and is miserable. But what happens? Everything else in life seems to have a cause and an effect. If you do something one way, you can expect a certain result. I followed the same pattern that worked for 4 days and got a different result on day 5. It's crazy-town. I live in crazy town. I guess some might say I'm finally where I've always belonged.
This morning James was sharing a quote from the Paralympian (spelling?) who is here this week to do a speaker's tour for him. He was inspired by it and he walked over to where I was sitting on the floor holding Cora and snapping my fingers and bobbing my head trying to get her to stop crying. He said, "I bet I'm going to hear a lot of inspiring things this week." I looked at him, looked back at Cora and my snapping, bobbing self... and my angry child and said, "Yeah, me too."
And then.
You knew it was coming. And then Sunday she only took one nap longer than 30 minutes. Yesterday both naps were back to 30 minutes, and the second one involved crying for 25 minutes before falling asleep and then crying every five minutes between sleep spells for 20 more.
Why? (shaking fist at the heavens) WHY??
So fine, I'll zen it out today and try to accept and love and feel peace about the fact that I am back to a very grumpy baby who can't sleep and is miserable. But what happens? Everything else in life seems to have a cause and an effect. If you do something one way, you can expect a certain result. I followed the same pattern that worked for 4 days and got a different result on day 5. It's crazy-town. I live in crazy town. I guess some might say I'm finally where I've always belonged.
This morning James was sharing a quote from the Paralympian (spelling?) who is here this week to do a speaker's tour for him. He was inspired by it and he walked over to where I was sitting on the floor holding Cora and snapping my fingers and bobbing my head trying to get her to stop crying. He said, "I bet I'm going to hear a lot of inspiring things this week." I looked at him, looked back at Cora and my snapping, bobbing self... and my angry child and said, "Yeah, me too."
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