"In this tempestuous, havoc-ridden world of ours, all real communication comes from the heart."

- Etty Hillesum

June 01, 2007

Sleep! And sleep, and sleep!

Pain control + sleeping baby = happy Lucy.

Seriously. The baby has slept well over the past three nights. So well, in fact, that it seems pretty miraculous. And now that I am somewhat removed from the previous not-sleeping situation, I am able to see that I was spending a large chunk of my day resenting her for her not sleeping (as if it were really her fault). But now … I no longer resent the baby. I am rested, and she is rested, and life is much better for both of us.

And let me just take a moment to point out that I KNEW she would sleep better outside of our bedroom, and I am yelling a big cyber “I TOLD YOU SO” in my husband’s general direction. I won’t say it to his face, and he doesn’t read this journal, so I’m really just getting that off my chest.

I have spent the last three nights sleeping in our guestroom. It is right next door to Baby Catnip’s room. That way, I can keep the monitor OFF, but I can hear her if she gets loud or antsy. The past three nights have been the best sleep I have gotten since long before the kiddo was born in December. The last three or so months of pregnancy were hard on me, sleeping-wise (remember all of my complaining back then? Oy!). And over the past nearly six months, either BC was keeping me up, or Blue was. (“Blue was?” you ask. “WTF?” Ahh yes. It seems that my dearest husband has picked up the pesky habit of snoring like a frigging freight train. And since my waking has been on a baby-hair trigger, the slightest snnngggzz noise would wake me up in an instant. And I’d be pretty resentful … because if I was actually sleeping … ugh! There’s that ‘resent’ word again. Hmm!) Over the past three nights, with a solidly sleeping baby in the next room and NO snoring husband in the bed next to me … oh my god. I never want to go back to my bedroom again. I confess – I simply want to sleep in the guestroom forever and ever.

As for the pain control … aah. It’s almost perfect. I wish we could dial up the dosage a bit (and maybe we can when I see the doc again in a week) – the edge has been taken off the pain but the pain isn’t completely gone. I am MUCH happier now, though, and much less grumpy. Yay! Hooray! Yippee!

Baby Catnip is growing by leaps and bounds. She has become a most delightful little sprite and you can practically SEE the developmental leaps her brain is making. So very cool. I sometimes just sit back and watch her, with tears in my eyes. When she enjoys something new, or plays with something in a way she hasn’t played with it before, or makes a discovery, her face lights up and her eyes sparkle and you can almost hear her brain say, “Oh wow, cool!” It’s delightful. It’s a delightful time, and I am so glad to finally be here.

Hey, Demeter – I can’t comment on your blog because I don’t have an account there. But I hope Yael’s surgery went well – I have been thinking of you!

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Sleep! And sleep, and sleep! - June 01, 2007
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