I had a bit of a rough weekend (see prior post… email for the password, if you want it– it’s the same as last time), so apologies for my lack of posting. If you don’t care to read the PWP post, just know that insomnia + differing ideas re. work-life balance = stressful discussions.
For some reason, Henry has decided he no longer wants to co-sleep with H, nor does he want to sleep in the crib (that we just moved into our bedroom to replace the bassinet that they’ve outgrown). He wants to sleep in my arms, preferably being rocked in the rocking chair, and not much else will do. If he’s totally zonked, I can pass him to H and he’ll sleep contentedly for quite a while, but ultimately, two or three times a night, he wakes up anyway and doesn’t want to be rocked back to sleep by H, or to just go back to sleep by himself. And this means that I have to get up and take Henry, which means that half the time Jack, who co-sleeps with me, also wakes up, and then, it’s just a world of suck. Since it’s impossible to be two people at once, it just won’t work for both boys to be so completely dependent on mama (and ONLY mama) to get back to sleep.
I know what the solution is, which is that we need to get Henry used to sleeping in the crib again (he was okay in the bassinet for such a long time, but no more). We actually need to transition both boys to their separate sleeping places. I don’t mind co-sleeping (I really don’t), but they both sleep so much longer when they’re not sleeping in our bed with us.
Any advice on the transition from co-sleeping to sleeping in cribs? We’ve got the No Cry Sleep Solution book, which has lots of great advice, but I’m wondering if anyone else has had any personal success with moving their baby/ies out of the bed and might have a tip or trick to share.
(If you’re squeamish, you can skip this next paragraph where I discuss my son’s bowel habits. Or if you’re like me, you can print it out so you can give it to him later on and let him know you discussed his poop with the whole wide world…)
Also, I think Henry has been waking up so much lately because he is a bit constipated. I know that there is great variation in how often breast fed babies will poop, but we’re going on 5 days now, whereas Jack poops 4 or more times a day. It just worries me. The last time this happened with Henry, he really was constipated (I have never before seen an infant make solid poops. It was really weird) due likely to the Prev.acid he was prescribed. It wasn’t just having a long time between normal poos, which could certainly be the case now, but until he actually poops, is there any way to tell whether he’s actually constipated or if he’s just having an especially long time between movements? I’m wondering if I should try something to help him (diluted prune juice or some other such natural-ish remedy? I don’t know) or if I should just wait it out. Generally, he seems in good spirits, but he does pause every so often and grunt and struggle and seem to feel not-so-well, at which point, he usally passes some extremely foul-smelling gas. I’m just not exactly sure what to do, but I’m really tired of paying a $20 co-pay for the doctor to tell me that there’s absolutely nothing wrong and nothing I can do to make them feel better.
H gave me a book for my birthday, Hans Fellada’s Little Man-What Now? It’s an extremely well-written novel about post WWI/pre-WWII Germany, a very interesting story, but on the whole, so completely depressing that I kinda want to just curl in a ball and cry. It just so plainly and perfectly describes the struggles of a young couple (with a baby) and how completely hopeless it can all feel sometimes. Anyhow, I won’t spoil it any further in the event that it’s a book you might actually read, but it’s had me feeling a little wistful at the state of the world. It’s surprisingly relatable to our current state of economic buggery.
And so, now, what of you? What’s going on in your world? Anything exciting on the horizon?