So, I always said when Lucas was like 6 or 8 months old we would start trying to regulate his sleep and get him to sleep through the night. Before that we were just going let him sleep when he was tired and feed him when ever he woke up during the night. And it really has worked well for us. I know some people just can't do that, and some babies don't sleep well enough without having to help them along, but Lucas really has been a pretty good sleeper. Except that all of a sudden he's almost 8 months old. How did that happen?!? So now it's time to start trying to get him to sleep through the night and it just feels too early. He's my baby... I need to baby him... when he cries I feel like I should just hold him and love him cause that's what you do with a newborn. Except when did he turn into an older baby and not a newborn? I'm sure every mother out there has felt like this at some point, but it's kind of devastating. It's exciting cause he's growing and maturing, that's a good thing, but it's still kind of devastating. So, on to the point of this blog.
We've started trying to get Lucas to sleep through the night. I'm still feeding him once during the middle of the night, but he's done really well so far. When he wakes up in the middle of the night when it's not time to eat, the longest he's cried so far is like 15 minutes. This is only the second night, so I'm sure I have a ways to go, but I'm pretty excited about his progress. He's slept through the night before without me doing anything special, so I'm hopeful he'll get the hang of this really fast. And soon I'll be a mom with a baby that sleeps through the night. And I am excited about that, even though I'm still just a little sad.
But I just want to throw out there that waking up in the middle of the night has not been hard for me. I know it is for some people, especially Ryan, but I can wake up a few times in the middle of the night and go right back to sleep after and feel relatively rested in the morning. I attribute this to early morning seminary and early morning scripture study with my family. I haven't really been sleep deprived many times this last 7 months and I think it's a blessing from being so diligent in studying the scriptures when I was younger. So thanks Mom and Dad for making me get up, even though I hated it at the time and the sound of dad opening the door and saying "time for scriptures" is still one of the worst sounds in the world.
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"Time for scriptures!" Oh how I remember dreading those words. It always seemed too early.
I can still hear the exact tone he would say it in. And then he would turn off the fan and start flashing the lights. Good luck with Lucas!
haha. I think we need to hang out because I miss your humor. And it sounds like you should just have another baby...that would solve a lot of your problems. :)
It's nice to know I made some good/bad memories.
Oh what good times those were! You guys always looked so sleepy as you dragged yourselves into the family room. Some of you just resumed your sleeping with your scriptures in your lap. I'm certainly glad some good came out of our parental torture techniques. Dad and I worked really hard at driving you kids crazy!
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