Yesterday, Reyna took a really long nap for my mom. After 2 hours and 40 minutes, my mom woke up her. Last night, I put her to bed a little later (8:30 ish) and she went right to sleep. Jade & I watched Dancing with the Stars and went to bed.
2:00 am rolls around and this is what I hear.
"Mama, where's my suckey?"
She was wide awake. I walk her back to her bed, half asleep and tuck her back into bed and find her suckey.
Fast forward. 2:30ish.
"Mama, it's dark out."
Once again, Reyna is standing at my bed, staring at me telling me that it's still dark. I told her it was the middle of the night and once again, tuck her back in. She was wide awake! What the heck???
Fast forward. It's after 3 and I am on the verge of tears.
"Mama, where's daddy?" (Half asleep, he mumbled something to her like, "I am here.")
I pull her into our bed, tuck her in and pray like hell she falls asleep. Not a chance. Once again, we tuck her back into bed, say good night and hope she is asleep or at least drifting off or counting sheep or whatever.
Fast forward. It's 3:30 and I hear her roaming the house. I know her like a book and I can hear her getting Nellie a toy and throwing it to her. Yes, it's 3:30 am and Reyna is playing fetch with the dog.
Once again, I tuck her in, lay with her this time, kiss her goodnight and tell her how mama is exhausted and we all need to get some sleep.
God heard (and answered) my prayer request. She finally fell asleep. I never did fall asleep between the hours of 2-4:30. I could hear her and there was no way I was falling asleep.
The hard part of this whole ordeal was she wasn't cranky or crying. She was ready to start her day. How could I have been mad at her? I couldn't. I pat myself on the back this morning for the ample amount of patience I had with her. I never yelled or expressed any sort of anger towards her.
She woke up around 7:30, soon after me. I was chugging a cup of strong coffee this morning when she woke up. I felt (and still feel) like I was hit by a bus today. Jade & I were discussing this morning how we had a slight feel for what it is going to be like getting up with a baby again. We are scared. Very scared. I asked him if we could hire a baby nurse. I was just kidding.
Kind of.
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You know, despite having done the baby thing twice before, the thought of the sleep I am soon going to be losing has got me a little scared! It was one thing when it was just Cooper, and it wasn't even that bad when Maren came along (as Cooper was only 20 months old), but now? I have a kid who has to get to preschool and a very demanding toddler. I don't think the baby nurse is such a bad idea!
Wouldn't it be wonderful to hire a night nanny? Dare to dream right? :)
has reyna gotten out of her bed a lot since you switched from the crib? we have to do that with max sometime soon (actually, he'll be in a full-size bed and in a whole different room). just wondering how it went for you :)
LOL That's the only real sucky thing about having 2 I have to say - if one is sleeping, one isn't! Or they wake each other up. Or just when you get one back to sleep, the other is ready to start their day.... The logistics are exhausting!
I do have to say though that with #2, you don't feel it as bad, don't worry. With #1, you went from as much sleep as you wanted to baby time. With #2, you go from less sleep to even less. It actually isn't as painful. Hellishly annoying, yes. But not as painful!
what a night. I wonder what brought that on...
I told you, I would be your nanny! :)
I remember Porter doing this SOOO much when he switched to a big bed. I think it mostly started after Hudson was born and when we moved... he'd wake up numerous times during the night just UP. He'd come into our room etc. He's finally starting to sleep through the night again HAHA!
this happened a lot with us!! glad to see it was probably just a fluke w/ you guys. props for keeping your patience - I may not have been so kind. LOL
Whew, we haven't had it that bad at our house. Usually if I pull her into our bed she goes right to sleep, usually. I hope you got a nap.
HAHA! This is the same night that Grace decided it was time to party at 4:30 am. Crazy girls. I too prayed for her to finally go to sleep so I can totally relate. I couldn't be mad either bc she totally thought it was morning.
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