Right. Well. I know that once something says "don't read this" or "don't do this" you automatically want to do the thing it says not to do, right? I guess I don't really mean that you shouldn't read this, since by now you're already 2 sentences in and since you've invested 2 sentences worth of time you may as well read the whole thing, because you will always wonder what's at the bottom of this post and you might wake up in the middle of the night just to check this blog so I guess I am saving you a sleepless night if I just tell you that its OK for you to actually read the rest of this post. I guess I just really didn't mean to write so much about this topic, and it may not be super gripping, but I just wanted to document for myself something that I unfortunately think a LOT about: SLEEP! So now that you're still reading, enjoy the post!
Anyone remember this kiddo?
The one who cried ALL night and "slept like a baby" during the day?
And would fall asleep in the oddest of positions, . . . like this?
. . . or like these?
Well, my friends. These days are long past.
Little did we know that this precious little guy would soon 'require' hours (literally) of rocking in his bouncy chair, wiggling (forcing) the binky in and out of his mouth, placing a blanket "just so" by his head, holding his arms down so he doesn't flail & wake himself up, and using the sound machine to keep out the other noises, just to get him to sleep even for a nap! My favorite part of the process is when Hunter would get so tired that midway through our attempts at getting him to drift off and he would open his eyes wide, look at us squarely and seemingly purposefully, and giggle for minutes! It always caught us off guard but it of course always made us crack up. What a goofball.
Needless to say, the days of him falling asleep accidentally in our arms are WAY over. We have been caught, hook line & sinker, in Hunter's Sleep Web (I know, I'm combining fishing and spiders but its really what I wanted to say) and haven't been able to get out!
We have used this terrible system for months, and we decided it was "working" for us. Yeah. Right. I guess he eventually went to sleep, and I guess we did too, so perhaps in one sense of the word it was working? Kind of?
Ha. Well, I think we all know the definition of insanity, . . . right? You know, like utilizing the 14 different strategies every night to get him to sleep but secretly hoping that the next day he'll just flop himself in his crib, suck his thumb and REM till morning? Yep. Maybe not full-on insanity, but we'll call it a good case of sleep-deprived delerium.
Somehow I couldn't see that our feeble attempts to get him to sleep were NOT WORKING. I didn't even notice that as hard as we tried to work with Hunter to make going to bed not a dreaded task for him... we were really ruining all of us in the process! Hunter was getting less sleep, my back was about to scream after the countless hours of painful rocking, Jake and I didn't have one minute to ourselves in the evenings, and we just kind of kept laughing about the whole thing, but wishing it was different.
Without making this post like a million pages long, I will keep it simple and say, we have finally done something DIFFERENT. WooHoo! The books I was avoiding reading because I thought I could figure Hunter out on my own I devoured in just a few days. I thought any 'good parents' could put their child to bed without a book, right? We thought that we were doing Hunter a favor by not following a plan and just going by what we thought was best for the day. Well, no favors were done because I think he's been living tired for a long time! And, well, I guess we have too.
The strange thing about the whole situation is that I never really got that frustrated about any of Hunter's sleep habits, until one day last week when all of a sudden it made no sense to keep doing the ridiculous stunts we were doing every day! Funny how perspective can change so quickly.
Unfortunately, this involved letting the little guy cry. Just a bit. And BOY was it hard! There wasn't one minute of enjoyment when I left his room and he wasn't already off to sweet slumber. I almost just gave in and swept him back into his bouncy chair so I could know exactly when he went to sleep and watch him drift off, and be a part of his sleepy-time experience yet again... But no. He needed to do the sleep thing by himself. He needed to learn how to fall asleep and stay asleep without his parents involved, controlling all the variables around him. I really didn't think he could do it, because usually the minute he falls asleep on his back without the rocking motion, he jerks and flails his arms so hard he wakes up within minutes and we have to start the whole process over. So this is why the bouncy chair or the swing have been our go-to saving baby items for us. But, when I really think about it, its not like there was no crying involved when we were rocking him to sleep, we were simply with him while he cried, so it felt more okay that he was unhappy I guess. So why was it so hard to walk away from him when he was crying? I guess its the closeness factor, the "I thought I needed to control his environment" factor, and the "I don't want him to feel like I'm abandoning him" factor. All three valid, but factors we needed to give up and realize that the pros of letting him cry by himself far outweighed the cons of his sweet sad tears.
The first time I walked away from his room with him crying I had to go set the timer. I really couldn't do anything else so I went and read my Bible. I knew I wouldn't be that into it so I just flipped it open to the first verse my eyes fell upon, and lo and behold it was about weeping and wailing. Of course it was. : ) My reading, although helpful, unfortunately didn't last long so I had a pretty spotless kitchen in no time as well.
Without all the nitty gritty's, Hunter in just a few days and with just a bit of help has learned and developed ways to soothe himself in his OWN crib! He actually is out of our room and into his real crib and doing great! He hasn't totally mastered the skill, but thats mostly because Jake and I haven't mastered the skill of total routine & consistency yet . . . but we'll get there, or at least as close as we want to get! : )
So no, you won't be seeing little Hunter passed out on the Boppy or bum-up on the blanket in the livingroom... but the beautiful thing is you may not see him at all if you come over! He won't be strapped into his bouncy chair with Jake or I leaning over him, Hunter giggling back at us as we try to get him to sleep . . . This means he might be sleeping snugly and soundly in his crib in the back room. Like a normal kid!
I'm sure we'll still have sleep issues and struggle with different phases of the sleep-thing.... but right now, today, I'm enjoying the REST Jake and I have gotten, and I feel like we have just overcome a HUGE mountain in our little lives as parents. He no longer sleeps in our room so I can't lean over and check on him & make sure he is okay, but honestly, I need to trust that God will take care of him and really, what good was it doing for me to look at him in the night anyway? (minus the fact that he is SO cute when he sleeps) (and when he's awake) (and okay even when he's crying). And why did we wait so LONG to make a change? Oh well. I suppose it just helps us to appreciate our time together as a married couple AND parents who can actually have a conversation together in the evening, or even watch a movie together one of these days? If our lives didn't change drastically when we became parents we wouldn't appreciate the gradual move toward the "new normal" where each day isn't a new marathon and life with a child is just the way it is!
However, I just might need to buy our downstairs neighbor another coffee gift certificate. Unfortunately she probably needs it more than I do now!
Hunter, we love you and pray that we always try to make the best decisions for you and your health!







