Something is really wrong with this picture.
(No, no that one, I'm talking figuratively.)
It’s 6:15 in the morning, and I’m up.
But Miss Dub is still sleeping.
FYE (For Your Edification) – In the last two weeks, Miss Dub has gone from waking up several times each night between 10 p.m. and 7 a.m. to an occasional waking between 7:30 p.m. and 7 a.m. I credit the Baby Whisperer. I credit pacifier detox. I credit my sweet lil’ Miss for growing up and realizing like the rest of us that sleep is freakin’ fabulous!
But now I need someone to train me to sleep; to teach me to soothe myself back to sleep when I awake in the night … which I still do, several times.
It’s 6:15 in the morning, and I’m up.
But Miss Dub is still sleeping.
FYE (For Your Edification) – In the last two weeks, Miss Dub has gone from waking up several times each night between 10 p.m. and 7 a.m. to an occasional waking between 7:30 p.m. and 7 a.m. I credit the Baby Whisperer. I credit pacifier detox. I credit my sweet lil’ Miss for growing up and realizing like the rest of us that sleep is freakin’ fabulous!
But now I need someone to train me to sleep; to teach me to soothe myself back to sleep when I awake in the night … which I still do, several times.
To my credit ... (or is it to her credit? Your credit? Credit or debit?) … I’ve never been a sound sleeper. I’ve always woken up throughout the night, usually to look at the clock or go to the bathroom or to just think about what I’m going to wear the next day. When one is getting 8 hours or more at night, I think this is fabulous. I mean, if you went to bed and slept all the way through the night, how would you know you were getting so much sleep? You would wake up and have no clue how long you slept. It’s better to wake up and chronicle the indulgent experience, right?
You might be starting to scratch your head. Mr. Dub does every time I whip out this theory from My Book of Wacked-Out Personal Beliefs. He thinks I’m crazy. I think I’m savvy. But, hey, we like the same shows so I don’t think this will break us.
But I digress, as usual. (Although I don’t know if it is a digression since it’s my normal progression, but I don’t want to get all parapsychological on y’alls.)
Now that I’ve been getting 5-7 hours of sleep a night – sometimes as little as FOUR in the beginning – I do want to sleep through the night. I don’t want to be woken up unless Miss Dub needs something, like an off-key singing of “Landslide.” (FYE: Mrs. Jay loves Stevie Nicks.)
So waking up unnecessarily is a horrible way to start my day, although I do get to hear Miss Dub playing with her stuffed friends in her crib. And it is a beautiful, sunny, warm (49!) day. And time is going to change earlier this year, which is sheer GENUIS on the part of our government. And I did get to blog so …
I’m really happy that it’s 6:15 and I’m awake, even if Miss Dub is still sleeping/talking politics with a pink hippo.
And in closing, here’s a random thought: Do you think the writers on “Lost” think they’re giving us more information than they really are? Because my dear friend Kristin is always talking about how “so much” is going to be revealed in each episode until the end of this season. And how “so many” questions are going to be answered. Yet, I watched Wednesday’s night episode last night (thank you DVR!) and found no answers, no resolution and “so many” new questions.
You might be starting to scratch your head. Mr. Dub does every time I whip out this theory from My Book of Wacked-Out Personal Beliefs. He thinks I’m crazy. I think I’m savvy. But, hey, we like the same shows so I don’t think this will break us.
But I digress, as usual. (Although I don’t know if it is a digression since it’s my normal progression, but I don’t want to get all parapsychological on y’alls.)
Now that I’ve been getting 5-7 hours of sleep a night – sometimes as little as FOUR in the beginning – I do want to sleep through the night. I don’t want to be woken up unless Miss Dub needs something, like an off-key singing of “Landslide.” (FYE: Mrs. Jay loves Stevie Nicks.)
So waking up unnecessarily is a horrible way to start my day, although I do get to hear Miss Dub playing with her stuffed friends in her crib. And it is a beautiful, sunny, warm (49!) day. And time is going to change earlier this year, which is sheer GENUIS on the part of our government. And I did get to blog so …
I’m really happy that it’s 6:15 and I’m awake, even if Miss Dub is still sleeping/talking politics with a pink hippo.
And in closing, here’s a random thought: Do you think the writers on “Lost” think they’re giving us more information than they really are? Because my dear friend Kristin is always talking about how “so much” is going to be revealed in each episode until the end of this season. And how “so many” questions are going to be answered. Yet, I watched Wednesday’s night episode last night (thank you DVR!) and found no answers, no resolution and “so many” new questions.
Am I missing something?
5 comments:
I think "Lost" is a very appropriate title since it seems to be my ongoing state of mind while addictively watching that show! P.S. I'm beginning to think becoming mothers/parents forfeits our rights to a "good nights sleep" from here on out?
i think i knew that about mrs. jay.
and don't worry, i heard that in the next episode of lost lots of questions are going to be answered. (i don't know why i still believe them when they say that. i am such a sucker for that show.)
i am seriously amazed at how little sleep we get when nursing babies, yet are able to function at such an amazing level. when ever i hold little mo and start to love that baby smell he's got goin', i remember how much i love sleeping for 8 hours straight and then think how lucky i am to hold him and smile with him and then swiftly hand him back to his momma, who gets to rise with him through the night. realizing that the baby craving will start kicking in sooner than my addiciton to sleep would like, i had better start preping myself for less than i would like in the sleep area. anyway, love the entry, as always.
i have no specific comment, just had to say that your blog is my favorite blog. and that is saying a lot, mrs. dub.
love lost (but I too am lost)...
love the baby whisperer...
love your blog!
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