In the last two days, this is how the baby has slept:
6:00pm: Goes to sleep. In crib.
12:00am: Wakes up. Cries. Eats.
12:10am: Falls back to sleep. In crib.
6:00am: Wakes up. Cries. Eats.
6:10am: Falls back to sleep. In crib.
8:30am: Wakes up for the day. Cheerfully.
It’s beautiful, right? BEAUTIFUL. However. Layer this in there:
11:00pm- Jen finally goes to bed.
2:00am- Elizabeth wakes up sobbing. Jen lies in bed with her for twenty minutes.
2:20am- Jen falls back to sleep in her own bed.
2:24am- Elizabeth wakes up sobbing again.
3:00am- Elizabeth finally lets Jen leave and goes back to sleep. Finally.
3:01am- Jen has now been awake for too long and fully awake, instead of the one eye slit open and stumbling in the darkness that it takes to feed the baby. Jen cannot sleep.
4:15am- Jen finally gives up on staring into the darkness and puts a television show on her phone, hides it under her pillow so that she won’t wake Matt with the noise, and manages to go back to sleep. (Why I wait this long to do this I have no idea.)
5:45am- Matt’s alarm goes off.
5:55am- Matt’s alarm goes off.
6:05am- Matt’s alarm goes off.
6:15am- Matt’s alarm goes off.
6:25am- Matt’s alarm goes off. Matt actually gets up and gets ready for work this time.
6:45am- Jen returns to sleep.
8:00am- Elizabeth wakes up and screams “MOM”.
How great would it be if I were only dealing with the baby’s sleep and my own?
*Elizabeth has woken up in the middle of the night for more than an hour for about six nights in a row. However, she’s been sick, so PLEASE DEAR LORD I think this is only temporary. Because she does not go back to sleep without Great Intervention and Bargaining. She thinks it is morning when she wakes up.