If I seem a little happier in the past few days, have a little spring in my step, it’s because I’m finally, FINALLY getting some sleep! It only took 19 months to get some…
As you know if you’ve been following this blog, Liam is a great baby but has always been a terrible sleeper. We have battled constantly and sleep-trained him so many times I’ve lost count, all to no avail. Even when he “slept through the night,” he never slept more than eight or nine hours straight, which meant that I’d be waking up around 4 or 5 am every day. Not the best night of sleep, but I always preferred that to the interrupted sleep of a screaming baby in the middle of the night.
However, something always happened that would ruin the continuous sleep. If he got sick and couldn’t breathe due to a stuffy nose, we’d end up back on the couch with him, and the vicious cycle would start again.
We were definitely tired of it, and he is just getting too big for anyone (including him) to sleep comfortably while he is on top of us, but Bill and I decided not to even attempt to get him to sleep through the night until after we got back from Puerto Rico because we didn’t see the point in it at all. The trip would just throw everything off kilter anyway.
For some reason, every time we go to Puerto Rico, Liam sleeps great. Maybe it’s the hum of the air conditioning or maybe it’s the fact that he swims in the pool every day and is usually beyond exhausted by bedtime, but he only woke up in the middle of the night a few times during our trip. Most nights, he slept 8 or 9 hours straight without us having to sleep train him beforehand.
After we got back, the midnight waking started up again. We let it go for a few days while we readjusted to being at home, but then decided we needed to take action.
I was dreading it. Last time we attempted to sleep-train him, Liam woke up crying every single night for about two weeks before he “got it.” This time, it took about three days, and we only had one really bad one.
I don’t know what happened to Liam this time around but I am in sleep heaven. Liam has never slept eleven hours straight in his entire life, and now we are going on two nights of this happening. Last night, he slept from 8 pm until 7:30 am. 7:30!!! The only time I get to wake up at that hour is when Bill lets me “sleep in.” I don’t know if this trend will continue – God, I hope so! – but I am enjoying it to the fullest while it lasts.
Except for one thing…I am so conditioned to waking up early that my eyes flew open this morning and immediately my heart became stuck in my throat. I started wondering if he was OK and what could have happened to him during the night, a million nightmare scenarios swimming before my eyes. I had just thrown the covers off me and was about to jump off the bed and hurry to his room when I heard him babbling happily in his crib.
Apparently now I just need to sleep train myself!
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