I am never posting claiming I’ve got a sense of things again.
Two nights ago E. really resisted going to sleep, and then at the first night feeding wouldn’t go back down again for two hours (previously he would feed for thirty minutes and then happily go down in his crib awake and drift off). Q. hadn’t managed to get to sleep before E’s first feeding (around midnight), so he got very little rest, and I didn’t get much over five hours. So we were all feeling pretty fragile yesterday, and I worked really hard to keep E’s routine consistent and keep him up so that his naps weren’t too long.
Last night? Q. slept in the basement as he was a zombie and he has a major deadline looming that requires him to be able to function. And E. was up from 11.30 until 3, and then again from 4.45. I thought I was going to lose my mind. I am so tired today I can barely see straight.
I don’t think it’s a growth spurt as he really wasn’t all that interested in feeding- he just wanted to fuss and squawk and not go to sleep.
Last night was the first time I thought we’d made a mistake. Even though I knew it was probably just a phase, and that he is too little to expect him to be predictable, I just couldn’t muster the emotional resilience to ride it out. I didn’t cry, but boy did I come close.
So today we’re once again on a structured routine and I’m keeping his naps even a touch shorter. Really hoping to get my baby back tonight, and that this non-sleeping child is some strange imposter.