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no rest for the weary
Jul. 20th, 2009 11:24 amIt feels like such a Monday here.
I haven't complained much about Evelyn's sleeping habits lately, for a few reasons. One, it's boring. I know it, you know it, everyone knows that a kid's sleeping problems are only interesting to the parents. It's just that sometimes, you so cannot get past the sheer suckitude of it all. Secondly, though, she has been doing much better lately. We hit a rough patch a month or two ago, but I ended up waking her half an hour earlier and then trying for a nap half an hour later, and it's been working out pretty well for us.
Well, in what shouldn't be a surprise to anyone (this is MY kid, after all) she had a rashy/fevery reaction to her shots that developed this weekend. So, she's been up several days in a row at night, but we were hoping that last night, she was feeling enough better that she would sleep. HA. She woke up at 1:50 and I didn't put her back down until 6:00. M, bless him, got up for a couple hours there in the middle or I'd be completely wiped out today. We were both thinking that he might be able to get her to sleep pretty quickly, because sometimes he can. He takes her out in the sunroom and puts her in the swing (it's an outdoor type of swing that we have hanging from the beam, very nice to be able to use all year long) and sings, and then walks with her for a few minutes. Occasionally, he'll get her down in fifteen minutes after I've been working on it with no progress for an hour.
So he takes her out there and she is babbling and singing and being generally uncooperative, but then she quiets down and he thinks maybe it's going to work. He had been planning on staying out there until she was either asleep or he had to go to work (it was past four by this point.) And that is when she starts looking out at the windows and sing-songing "Somebody's out there, somebody's out there..." Geez. The room is all windows and when it's dark, you can't really see out of them, and all M could really see was a sort of glowing reflection from her light green blankie swinging. I wish you could hear the way he said she was saying it. It was creepy as fuck and I wasn't even there. It was all horror movie/serial killer/ghosty. She finally freaked him out enough that he took her out of there and he's not particularly susceptible to being creeped out. She was also saying that Grandpa was out there and a duck was out there, so I don't really think she saw anything all that terrible outside, she was just seeing those reflections and randomly talking, but when I got back up with her and he told me that, it was so creepy that I couldn't do anything but sit there thinking about it. Really fun in the middle of the night!
On the bright side, it is now 11:10 and she just now woke up... which also means I have to go get her before she realizes she could climb out of that crib if she really wanted to. There will be no nap today, of course (I'm not even going to try), so I've been trying to round up someone to have lunch with me but I've struck out twice so far. :) I think I'll go have lunch with M instead. Not that he's my third choice! I just didn't think of it in time. :)
I haven't complained much about Evelyn's sleeping habits lately, for a few reasons. One, it's boring. I know it, you know it, everyone knows that a kid's sleeping problems are only interesting to the parents. It's just that sometimes, you so cannot get past the sheer suckitude of it all. Secondly, though, she has been doing much better lately. We hit a rough patch a month or two ago, but I ended up waking her half an hour earlier and then trying for a nap half an hour later, and it's been working out pretty well for us.
Well, in what shouldn't be a surprise to anyone (this is MY kid, after all) she had a rashy/fevery reaction to her shots that developed this weekend. So, she's been up several days in a row at night, but we were hoping that last night, she was feeling enough better that she would sleep. HA. She woke up at 1:50 and I didn't put her back down until 6:00. M, bless him, got up for a couple hours there in the middle or I'd be completely wiped out today. We were both thinking that he might be able to get her to sleep pretty quickly, because sometimes he can. He takes her out in the sunroom and puts her in the swing (it's an outdoor type of swing that we have hanging from the beam, very nice to be able to use all year long) and sings, and then walks with her for a few minutes. Occasionally, he'll get her down in fifteen minutes after I've been working on it with no progress for an hour.
So he takes her out there and she is babbling and singing and being generally uncooperative, but then she quiets down and he thinks maybe it's going to work. He had been planning on staying out there until she was either asleep or he had to go to work (it was past four by this point.) And that is when she starts looking out at the windows and sing-songing "Somebody's out there, somebody's out there..." Geez. The room is all windows and when it's dark, you can't really see out of them, and all M could really see was a sort of glowing reflection from her light green blankie swinging. I wish you could hear the way he said she was saying it. It was creepy as fuck and I wasn't even there. It was all horror movie/serial killer/ghosty. She finally freaked him out enough that he took her out of there and he's not particularly susceptible to being creeped out. She was also saying that Grandpa was out there and a duck was out there, so I don't really think she saw anything all that terrible outside, she was just seeing those reflections and randomly talking, but when I got back up with her and he told me that, it was so creepy that I couldn't do anything but sit there thinking about it. Really fun in the middle of the night!
On the bright side, it is now 11:10 and she just now woke up... which also means I have to go get her before she realizes she could climb out of that crib if she really wanted to. There will be no nap today, of course (I'm not even going to try), so I've been trying to round up someone to have lunch with me but I've struck out twice so far. :) I think I'll go have lunch with M instead. Not that he's my third choice! I just didn't think of it in time. :)
