With the exception of last night, the three preceding nights were a blur of sleeping sitting up on the couch next to the pack and play, and getting up every time I lay down to sleep because Glenn was unhappy in some way. Putting him down was a terribly loud experience and I had to use the storage area of my sister's basement (where we currently reside) in hopes that no one else would wake from the loud protesting of sleep from my seven month old.
But I think I've got it.
I wasn't transitioning him to sleep. I was just taking a fully awake baby and nursing him until he was on the bridge of sleep and then laying him down. Last night I resorted to my old ways of keeping him up until 9pm. I got sleep! But I'm not fully satisfied with his sleeping. i just know that he can sleep more and I want to figure out how to get him to do it. Tonight I read him two books, then sang him a song while we cuddled, then after all that, I nursed him to the brink of sleep. Since then he's woken up three times (that I've had to help him go back to sleep) but I'm OK with that because all three were relatively smooth transitions.
Now the problem: I'm pretty awake even though it's 11:24pm and I'm planning on getting up at 6am.
Here's praying that Glenn does well again tonight...
Sleep is totally overrated.
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