Oscar in his new play room!
This past month has been quite the roller coaster. Oscar has decided that he wants to go back to waking 3-4 times a night, and getting him down to sleep has been a nightmare. This kid sees his crib and screams! Even when he’s that perfect amount of tired, when most people dive into their beds and go “ahhhhh I love my bed”, Oscar goes “AHHHHH! GET ME THE #&$% OUT OF HERE!!!!” I’m not kidding. Our bedtime feeding has turned into suck, suck, suck, (turns head to look at crib) cry, cry, cry, suck suck suck, cry, cry cry, for about 20 minutes.
Needless to say I am exhausted. I spent about 3 weeks in limbo somewhere between almost functioning and barely functioning. This past week I have emerged finally able to function due to a few sporadic nights of only 2 night wakings. Unfortunately, people I have spoken to recently about this matter have been about as comforting as a bed full of pointy rocks. They say things like “my son didn’t sleep through the night until he was 3,” or “I know how you feel, my daughter has never slept through the night.” Sweet Jebus (In The Simpsons sense – not in the Polish sense, though accurate.)
Despite Oscar’s inability to soothe himself to sleep, I can’t help but stare at this little person and think he’s just the most perfect little thing I’ve ever seen. When the crying is over and he’s finally given in, he’s the cutest most peaceful little combination of his Mom and Dad, and I can’t wait to see the man he grows up to be.