What a night!...what a week!! I have had quite the week of sleepless nights. This past week Syrie has decided she's ready to wake for the day at 4 a.m. I have tried everything. I know most of you may be reading this thinking, "Well, have you tried this...?" YUP, I have:) She goes to bed wonderfully at night, same time as always, so you could say she's still on a schedule, but my thing is, how do you make a baby go back to sleep when they've clearly decided they're ready to be up for the day or should I say, Syrie is ready to be up for a couple hours until of course I need to get up for work, then she's ready to lay back down.
The poor thing has been suffering with some allergies along with cutting four top teeth this last week, and so with all of that comes runny/stuffy nose and watery, itchy eyes, oh and just plain crabby. I've been noticing her having a hard time breathing at night with the paci (pacifier) in her mouth and a nose full of snot, so I got the brilliant idea tonight that I'd try weening her off the paci now instead of in 3 months (when I orginally planned to do it). Well that was a mistake! My God, I had no IDEA how bad her attachment is to that damn thing.
I decided to lay her down for bed at 8 tonight, a little earlier than normal, but not much because after the week I've had, I figure I better just go to bed immediately following her if I plan to get any sleep at all. Well, she was not having it! Any sleep therapy I took from my friend, and fellow new mommy, Karah (thanks by the way) went out the door. She would not. stop. crying. I tried talking to her like a baby, I tried reasoning with her like an adult. I gave her an ultimatum. I tried it all, and nothing sufficed. Finally, I threw my hands up in the air and yelled, "I'm done!"--similar to Teresa, the loud obnoxious Italian housewife on the Bravo reality series, Real Housewives of New Jersey. You might be wondering where David was through all this. He had already been in her room once trying to soothe her. I was at my wits end by then and remember telling him to not even bother rocking her because nothing is going to work (secretly, I was hoping I was wrong, and she would fall asleep). After his attempt, he needed to hop in the shower to get ready for work, and shortly after that is when I pulled out my Real Houswife reaction. I decided I better sit outside her bedroom in case David were to get out of the shower and try to sneak in and give her her paci:) I'm such a mean mom. I don't know if I am on a mission now to stop the paci use, if I'm just so angry at her for crying or what, but I'm gonna go with this reason: She's already making my life miserable, I may as well tack on the "no paci rule" and basically suffer through the no sleep and no paci all at the same time. Get it out of the way-- sort of like killing two birds with one stone.
Exactly 59 minutes after I entered her room to lay her down for the first time, she finally passed out. Here I sit in my bed, typing away, listening to her snore through the monitor when I told myself I was going to go to bed as soon as she hit the hay. Well, it's not too late, I think I'll hit the hay myself. 4 o'clock will come too soon.
The poor thing has been suffering with some allergies along with cutting four top teeth this last week, and so with all of that comes runny/stuffy nose and watery, itchy eyes, oh and just plain crabby. I've been noticing her having a hard time breathing at night with the paci (pacifier) in her mouth and a nose full of snot, so I got the brilliant idea tonight that I'd try weening her off the paci now instead of in 3 months (when I orginally planned to do it). Well that was a mistake! My God, I had no IDEA how bad her attachment is to that damn thing.
I decided to lay her down for bed at 8 tonight, a little earlier than normal, but not much because after the week I've had, I figure I better just go to bed immediately following her if I plan to get any sleep at all. Well, she was not having it! Any sleep therapy I took from my friend, and fellow new mommy, Karah (thanks by the way) went out the door. She would not. stop. crying. I tried talking to her like a baby, I tried reasoning with her like an adult. I gave her an ultimatum. I tried it all, and nothing sufficed. Finally, I threw my hands up in the air and yelled, "I'm done!"--similar to Teresa, the loud obnoxious Italian housewife on the Bravo reality series, Real Housewives of New Jersey. You might be wondering where David was through all this. He had already been in her room once trying to soothe her. I was at my wits end by then and remember telling him to not even bother rocking her because nothing is going to work (secretly, I was hoping I was wrong, and she would fall asleep). After his attempt, he needed to hop in the shower to get ready for work, and shortly after that is when I pulled out my Real Houswife reaction. I decided I better sit outside her bedroom in case David were to get out of the shower and try to sneak in and give her her paci:) I'm such a mean mom. I don't know if I am on a mission now to stop the paci use, if I'm just so angry at her for crying or what, but I'm gonna go with this reason: She's already making my life miserable, I may as well tack on the "no paci rule" and basically suffer through the no sleep and no paci all at the same time. Get it out of the way-- sort of like killing two birds with one stone.
Exactly 59 minutes after I entered her room to lay her down for the first time, she finally passed out. Here I sit in my bed, typing away, listening to her snore through the monitor when I told myself I was going to go to bed as soon as she hit the hay. Well, it's not too late, I think I'll hit the hay myself. 4 o'clock will come too soon.
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