I’ve been a bad blogger.
Last Tuesday night was officially the night from hell. Seriously.
For the most part, Vivien is on a fairly consistent schedule during the day. She takes one long nap, going down around 12:30pm or so. I texted my homie Heather at like 4:30 that day, so proud of Vivien’s 4 hour long nap. She woke up about 45 minutes after that, at 5ish, and I was so stoked because I was super productive during her nap time.
Fast-forward to around 10pm, she goes to bed for the night (that’s her normal time, and I like it because then she doesn’t wake up until 9am. It works for us.)
I download an embarrassing book on my Kindle (aka: so much smut it makes me blush and am glad it’s on my kindle so it a bit more discreet)
12:30am, I hear crying. I go into her bedroom to calm her down and rock her to sleep. She won’t have anything to do with going back to bed. Homegirl cried/played/stared at me while I was trying to rock her back to sleep until 5:30am. At that point, I walked into our bedroom and started crying (legit, I was tired) and Eli woke up and took her. She kind of fell back to sleep until 7am. Meaning, I got an hour and a half of sleep that night.
She didn’t really take a nap all day yesterday and I was a walking zombie. Thank goodness that my husband is a rockstar and that last night was my “free night” (which I plan to blog about later, awesome stolen idea from Kay. Thanks, chica!)
Having a newborn, you expect these behaviors. It’s completely different when it’s a non-napping 10 month old that you have to chase around the entire day after.
She’s lucky she’s cute.
Put her outside when she misbehaves. How else is she going to learn?
If it makes you feel any better, I’ve only had 2-3 solid nights of sleep since Landon was born. It ain’t easy being a momma. Sorry about your rough night!
Sorry, chica! Good thing Landon is super cute too??
Legit, I can hardly comprehend the horribleness of that night. I want to cry for you. I remember having two nights similar to that when Ben was a newborn – all the other nights were tolerable except those two – and they resulted in tears and unintelligible complaining.
And the next day?! That’s the worst. I would be able to handle the lack of sleep if Ben napped and/or was quiet and calm the next day. But that never, ever happens.
I suppose I should not be jealous of that 4-hour-nap anymore hahaha