| I love watching him on the monitor |
We've reached a milestone: Hans is in his crib at night. The boys are now sharing a room. Sounds so cute and cozy, but the reality is there wasn't any other option. We're not saving that third bedroom for an office or a playroom or a man cave....there is no third bedroom in this apartment.
Hans transitioned from the cosleeper right next to me to the travel crib three feet from me around 12 weeks. He was holding on to one middle of the night nursing and I pretty much knew it was because he'd wake, lift his head, and see me. Naturally his thoughts upon seeing me at 2am wandered straight to wanting the boob. So I kicked Charlie out of the bedroom for a few nights and positioned myself on his side of the bed, out of sight. Sure enough one or two nights and there were only a few whimpers and he began sleeping straight through.
Sleep through the night. CHECK
When I decide to do something I really do it, so I rode the wave of momentum and moved the boy right to his crib after that. The first few nights were rocky, as to be expected. Freddie handled the middle of the night endless screaming with grace and his fingers in his ears and pillow over his head. The kid's good for a laugh even when I'm pretty much at the end of my rope.
Freddie's been rather excited about having Hans in the crib next to him. He's been telling me he is more than capable of soothing Hans at night and promised to return to his bed right after telling him "It's ok, Freddie's here." Sure enough, he's gotten up to soothe him "in the middle of the night," around 5am. My heart literally explodes with love, pride, happiness, I don't even know what, when I hear that little voice at 5am (Yes, 5am!) through the monitor talking so sweetly to his brother.
It's been about a week now though, and at 5am I just really want everyone to still be sleeping. Day before yesterday at 5.30 am the voice through the monitor called "Mama, Hans is pooping. Can you come get him?" And this morning Freddie skipped the sweet talk, ran past The Daddy's side of the bed, and grabbed my foot. "Hans is awake. Can you come see?"
Hans' circadian rhythms (and bowels and TEETH) seem to have him stuck in an early wake up pattern. I also think he's not quite used to being in the crib yet and he becomes alert during those early morning sleep cycles rather than allowing himself to doze another hour or so. I've shifted the bedtime later as well as earlier with not much success in altering the wake up time, although everything will be all shook up next week when we travel.
Even worse than dealing with one kid awake at 5am is dealing with two kids awake at 5am. And even worse than that is dealing with those same two kids and their Mama at 5pm. Poor Charlie coming home to a house full of grumps.
I'm trudging on. I mean, what else can I do? It won't be like this forever. Right???




























