I have been thinking about the sleepless nights that seem so long ago lately. Mainly because Nathaniel has had some sort of regression lately which after tweeting and facebooking about most kids go through this whole no eating/no sleeping thing around two. Two is happening on the 2nd. He has always been a fabulous sleeper and consistent but lately he’s unpredictable. The last several days he fought sleep for 2.5 hours one night, 5 minutes another and an hour the next. He also napped one hour, 2.5 hours and 30 minutes. And because these stats are SO exciting, he has woken up 12:30am-2:30am, 3:30-3:45 and 3:30-3:45. All we can do is hope that he gets through this phase quickly because those hour to two hour long battles at night? They are accompanied by door kicking, lots of door kickings and we live in apartments and have a childless man living above us.
The not eating thing? Talk about a pain, he has gone from eating anything we put in front of him to being super picky. Yesterday he cried through dinner because I made him take four more bites and he didn’t want too.
But it has got me thinking about that first month when we were only sleeping a few hours at a time but I don’t remember being tired all the time and I don’t remember mising sleep. I wasn’t one of those woman who did chores or whatever while the baby was sleeping; if he was sleeping I was sleeping and it wasn’t hard because he liked to snuggle and I would pass out within minutes of holding him. After three months he didn’t like to snuggle as much, slept in his own room and for 14 hours straight through haha. I remember everything being all sunshine, love and soft lighting. I’d like those hormones to kick back in for just a little while and make this phase hazy and sunshine!