Well, most of the time.
We’ve tried to keep Truman on a fairly regular sleep
schedule. April likes the 2-3-4 nap strategy: Truman’s first nap would start
around two hours after waking up in the morning, his next three hours after he
wakes from his first nap, then four hours of Truman goodness before going to bed at
night, usually around seven. At night, we wanted Truman to get about twelve
hours of sleep so he’d wake up around seven in the morning. Getting him down
also required a set routine. (Routine, I’ve been told, I’ve read, I’ve
absorbed, is the key to all child rearing.) So he gets his bath around six, a
book, a light boob snack, then down in bed, not asleep, but nearly there, by seven. Nap
time means lying in his rock’n’play as one of us rocks him while staring into
a screen of some sort. At all times sleepy we have some type of noise machine
running, a track on the phone playing white noise on repeat, or our Dohm noise
machine.
The universe, of course, conspires against us. While Truman
is good for one nap a day, that second one can be elusive. And there’s no
guarantee that any nap will be a good one. Sometimes Truman will go down for
two hours. Sometimes twenty minutes. If we leave the house he’ll usually drop a
nap. He will fall asleep in the car, but he won’t stay asleep once we get home.
So he’ll doze off during the fifteen minute drive from the grocery store, but
as soon as we stop the car, he’s up and he won’t go back to sleep once we get
inside.
Outside of Truman’s own finicky sleep habits there are other
factors to deal with. We try to get him out of the house, but during the winter
we've been restricted to indoor, scheduled activities like Mother Goose on the
Loose at the library, Mom and Baby Yoga, and now swimming at the Y. As fun as
all these activities are, they will invariably interrupt a nap. So do we
expose him to the world and risk throwing his sleep routine into chaos, or do we keep
him at home so as soon as he signals his sleepiness we can put him down to bed?
Don’t get the wrong idea. Most of the time our ten-month-old
is pretty good about sleeping, or at least not too bad. We the parents are
winning the sleep war, but there are some battles, boy, are there some battles.
We took some casualties during the switch over to daylight savings time. For
the last five months it was pretty much dark by five. But now light seeps in
around the curtains during the bedtime routine. Truman can tell something is
not quite right. He’s always been a suspicious baby. The biggest casualty was
the rock’n’play itself. Truman is just about too big for it and has taken to
sitting up in it and rocking himself. While lying in it recently, he sat up,
grabbed a piece paper that was hanging off the table, and pulled it toward him.
Usually this would garner some praise (good grabbing!), but this piece of paper
was acting as a coaster for a glass of orange juice, which tipped over and
poured down onto Truman and soaked into the rocker. We may be able to save it.
The cover has been washed, but the support underneath may need to be unstitched
so some plastic can be removed, then re-stitched once it is cleaned. Truman has
been able to nap in bed, so we might be done with the rocker after all. Truman didn't mind at all being drenched with orange juice.
Night time sleep has been shaky as well. With his teeth
coming in, he wakes more frequently and won’t self-soothe. He’ll fall back
asleep if I lay him on my chest, but the trick is getting back down into bed
without waking him back up, which he really doesn't appreciate. Me being able to soothe him back to sleep is a small victory, especially for April, since she
doesn't need to nurse him back to sleep as often and can get a good block of
mostly uninterrupted sleep.
So the battles continue. We’re starting Truman on some solid
foods, and we've heard that this will also help, but I’m skeptical. An update
on his eating will be posted soon.
And sorry for my absence during the last month or so. I
blame the weather. And True Detective.
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