Jack sleeps quite well in his crib... for all of 2 hours. After that, well, it's cuddle time with mom. Every. night.
Frankly, I'm a little tired of it. I'm also a champion "find-the-nuk-in-the-middle-of-the-night"-er AND a gold medalist "find-the-nuk-in-the-dark-with-your-eyes-closed"-er. (Not that I've ever asked for either distinction. And if I did win big, really, I would like for anything I win to be awarded with a tiara, if you please.)
But, that's how it's been for the past few weeks. I wake up at 11:45 or so to get Jack. Wake again about an hour and a half later for an emergency nuk search, and pretty much repeat at random intervals all through the night culminating in a 5 a.m. series of kicks and fussing. Not too fun.
I mean, It's not *too* bad, but I also don't want to do this for the next year (which is when Jake got the memo about going to sleep in his bed and *staying* there) so I'm trying a gentle version of sleep training a la Super Nanny. It worked for Jake so here's hoping.
(I'm about to go in to rub his back but he keeps dosing off, then waking up a bit, them dosing off again so I've been standing in the bathroom for about 10 minutes now. Asking myself if I should go in or not. I'm thinking night one might be over soon... here's hoping.
Okay, I didn't go in, Jack fell asleep, and now I'm typing this post.
Oh, yes the boys still share a room.
Oh, where's Jake?
Ummmm. He's... well, he *might* be sound asleep in my spot. On my very comfy bed.
A sleep training refresher *might* be needed.
Some exciting updates from the house of little sleep...
Katie took her second math test at school and she "exceeds expectations." This girl is so smart, it's scary.
She also went to the science museum today with the community center after-school program. She had a lot of fun.
She mentioned that they watched a movie about the jungle. And the people in the movie did not wear... pants. Conversation about different cultures is probably needed at this point... after all, we've already had the DWTS clothing conversation so she'll have something to relate it to.
Jake has been Adorable (yes, with a capital 'A') with his "please" and "thank you"s. I had my first (understandable) phone conversation with him today! He still loves to run around the house, loves his Batman costume (the one that fit him in October but that is now just a little tight around his neck and shoulders), loves reading his "No, David" books, loves visiting Grandma and Grandpa's house, and loves playing with Flarp.
And one final wonderful thing... Jack says 'mama'. At 7 months old, he says 'mama' and reaches for ME! He's somehow also learned how to crawl. I wouldn't have been surprised if he just managed to go from scooting to running around like a nut with the other two but I'm glad he's taking this mobility thing slowly.
So, busy times. Lots of kids stuff.
Not enough sleep...
But we're getting there.