– You didn’t think it was gonna be that easy, did you?
– You know, for a second there, yeah, I kinda did.
– Silly rabbit
Who’s the silly rabbit now then, huh?
Boing. Boing. Boing.
Sorry, I’m a Tarantino geek. For the motorbikes, insert the sound of a baby screaming – and there, you have my day.
Now, where was I?
So obviously it was never going to be that easy. I’m a scientist – I know full well that it takes time, fine tuning, and a lot of repetition before you start to see any kind of consistency in your results. Why should this be any different?
When I left you, I had just put Henry to bed. He went down so easily – too easily, in fact.
At midnight, he woke up crying. And you know, it’s the strangest thing. After 6 months of not sleeping, of getting used to waking up every two hours, once you finally get a decent (ish) night’s rest, you’d think it would be amazing, right? You’d think that you would wake up the next day feeling like a whole new woman. Refreshed. Reborn.
But, actually… it leaves you completely floored. I suppose that a sudden reset of your circadian rhythm leaves you in a miserable state of, well, jet lag. And in my exhausted, jet-lagged state, I completely forgot all the rules. So my first instinct was to pick the baby up, give him a cuddle, and then nurse him.
That is what is called “setting a precedent”. I completely undid all the work of the last 5 days – I’m such an idiot! I re-taught my little lamb chop that if he cries, Mummy will come running, and she’ll bring food! Argh!
Needless to say, it was not a restful night. We were right back to waking every two hours…and at 5.45 am (hanging head in shame), I just gave up, and brought him into my bed for cosy cuddles. Well, that was the idea. In actual fact, I brought him into my bed so that I could listen to him whinging and crying in person, rather than over the baby monitor. Brilliant. What a marvelously magical way to start the week!
They say that sleep begets sleep, which might explain why Henry has only napped for a total of 45 minutes today. In which case, we’re about to start a very vicious cycle!
Tonight, I’m going to be strong. I promise. I’m as bored of this as you are. I will be strong.
Wish us luck – if only so that you never have to listen to me whinging on about sleep (or lack of) ever again!!!