I’ve recently (ok, seven months ago..) had another baby. That date I went on about three years ago actually turned out to be with a Good Man and became a Good Thing. We bought a house, blended our families and so far life is good (I say ‘so far’ because one can never afford to be complacent about such matters. Just look at what happened to the people in Alanis Morrisette’s Ironic if you are in any doubt).
Anyway, girl baby slept like a dream for about five months. THROUGH. THE. NIGHT. The pregnancy had been particularly shitty and as well as being in constant pain, sleeping less than I had when my son was a baby, towards the end I had started to fear how I would cope with the lack of sleep the pain AND a newborn would bring. But, in the miracle that is childbirth (an amazing, life affirming, putting-past-trauma-behind-me elective c-section, in case you were wondering) the pain disappeared almost immediately and the baby got into a great sleep routine after a few weeks.
The sun shone, the birds sang, I felt euphoric.
It is important to note however, that I did nothing different with the girl baby than I did with the boy baby. Her patterns were nothing to do with me – more likely the Next To Me crib and the Sleepyhead pod that my friend had lent me.
Everything changed when some unhealthy stars aligned at six months – the school holidays brought change to our daily routine, baby moved into a cot bed and weaning began. Long naps became a thing of the past and we entered a new phase called ‘The Battle of Bedtime’.
You know that feeling when you’re bone tired? When your heart feels heavy, your brain is surrounded by fog and your muscles seem to have forgotten their job in supporting your body, instead pushing you towards the floor? That’s how I’ll remember the school holidays. For a good few weeks I dragged my body to the beach, the park, anywhere for my son to burn off energy and the baby to have her 30 minute nap in her pram.
But this week I am taking a stand. We are going to nail the routine (just in time for half term.. obvs.. I’m a terrible planner, but these are desperate times). Gone are the days where I would put her down for a nap at the sign of a yawn. Now we are on a schedule and three hours after waking, that baby is back in her cot, sometimes with a shush pat, sometimes with the help of some white noise. She will have a little moan for a couple of minutes, but will usually settle. My plan does not include leaving her to cry it out.
We’re 36 hours in and so far all her naps have been at least an hour and a half. She’s still waking multiple times in the night, but if I can get the naps right then I think we’ll get there in the end. Although I’ve probably spoken too soon and will soon be cursed with the return of the 30 minute napper. For today though, the light is starting to creep through the clouds and I have hope that the fog will soon clear.
If you have any tips for cutting the multiple night time wake ups, please let me know!