That last post I did? The one where I talked lovingly about how much progress my kid as made on sleeping?
The last few days have been sheer hell. Out of nowhere. She won’t take a nap unless she’s being held, and that has now morphed into her night time sleep. Today she screamed at me for an HOUR for trying to get her to sleep for a nap. I finally just gave up and brought her back out to the living room with me where she eventually and reluctantly fell asleep. This afternoon she fell asleep with my boob in her mouth for about 40 minutes before chief came home, making as much noise as was humanly possible, and woke her up. Then another twenty minutes in his arms around 4:00.
So tonight at 7:20 when she fell asleep nursing, released my boob and went into her bed reasonable I thought the worst was over and it had just been a passing phase. Wrong. So wrong.
Thirty minutes later she was awake and SCREAMING. So I went back there and for thirty minutes I tried just patting her chest, shushing her, singing to her. I KNEW she wasn’t hungry because she had just eaten thirty minutes earlier, and for that matter about thirty minutes before that. So I was reticent to pick her up when I knew she was tired. She kept nodding off and then waking up screaming. Obviously tired. Eventually I caved and picked her up, which lead to her promptly arching her back to get away from me for twenty minutes while I rocked and shushed. By the time Chief got home I was a shaken mess. This had been going on for about an hour at this point. He asked me if I was okay and I started to sob right along with her, so he took her and I went into the nursery and cried.
I tried to nurse her after I got myself under control just for kicks, and she didn’t want anything. The only comfort I drew from this is that my one instinct was right-she wasn’t hungry and I hadn’t made her scream for an hour for food. Always a slight niggling fear. Finally Chief took her back and got her to fall asleep in his arms. He put her down six times before he was able to put her down without screaming starting up again.
So, people, what the fuck? What the ever loving fuck? I just don’t understand what happened. I know it could be a myriad of things. She’s not in a leap (and I try not to pay too much credence to that anyway because it seems like they’re ALWAYS in a leap and if your kid has a problem when they’re not in a leap, well, then you should know that the schedule is not set in stone so probably they’re in a leap. It just seems like a way to make money off of the fact that parents are desperate for an explanation when their kids are struggling. But that’s just my two cents), she is teething up top but that hasn’t seemed to be bothering her these last few days, she’s not sick. She seems perfectly happy during the day.
What we think we’re going to try is putting her to bed in her room. Her pack n play is starting to seem small for her, so maybe she wants some more space. We’re also thinking about going back to a swaddle for a while to get her over this hump. We’ve done it in the past and it’s helped, but an almost eight year old seems so old to swaddle, even if she is only 15.5 pounds.
So that’s where we are. I’ll probably never tell you when it gets better because you see where that got me last time. I’ll just keep it to myself. Please assume that things are terrible at my house, because then maybe it’ll go the other way.