I had the first month of 2017 all neatly organized in my planner.
Each month had a theme.
It was color coded.
It was going to get things done.
Then, sleep regression.
I feel like the only thing more annoying than not sleeping is people who talk about not sleeping and yet here I am, doing that very thing, because it is the only thing that my brain can communicate to any other part of my body.
It is why we found my cell phone in the refrigerator.
It may possibly have been the reason that I sent Scarlette to school with her pants on backwards.
And it is definitely what I am going to blame almost hitting the deep freezer while pulling into the garage on.
My fingers are poised over the keys, ready to type very meaningful words and then my brain is all “SLEEP! CODE RED! GET IN YOUR BED! BLERGZUHGH!”
This is why, unlike my cell phone, I have no chill.
When I planned to write on the theme of Refreshing in January, I had naively anticipated that my nine-month old would be sleeping through the night and that I would feel refreshed.
I did not see this whole “waking every two hours” thing coming.
(The silver lining of having your first baby be in the NICU for almost half a year is that said baby comes home sleep trained.)
This is me currently:
I am one week into my baby sleeping 4 hour stretches at night and I am over here all, “HALLELUJAH.”
I have been taking a page out of my friend Jessica’s book (literally, page 35) and practicing self-care. Which looks like homemade decaf mocha lattes with my Breville (best Christmas gift ever) and naps.
Y’all. I hate napping during the day. HATE IT. I do not feel refreshed after a nap. I feel worse if I sleep during the day, which negates the whole point of napping to begin with.
Does anyone else feel like that? I’d rather just power through than power nap.
People always tell you to sleep when the baby sleeps but I literally never did that with Scarlette. So I assumed that I could just push through with Ridley too but you know what they say about assuming: it is stupid because you need sleep.
So I am napping because of things like “health” and “being a functional adult” but I am not happy about it is what I am saying.
Also whenever I try to do things like “sit at the computer and type words” my baby does this:
It’s very convincing.
That is also why I am currently typing this with one hand, because he is climbing up my side, reaching his chubby little arms up at me and sweetly chanting, “Mama Bubba, MAMA BUBBA.”
Resistance is futile.
So I think I’m going to start the new year in February.
