Night weaning = Night mare

October 30, 2007

So I’ve had a long standing wish now to stop feeding the Imp at night. Now that I dissect that wish, I realise I’d been making a fatal assumption that if he stopped feeding, he would stop waking. WRONG! In fact, not feeding makes things worse. I have been desperately trying to feed the Imp back to sleep for a few nights now and he won’t have it. He won’t feed. And he won’t sleep. I have realised I have no other tricks up my sleeve. Feed or nothing. And so, the Imp has been awake. Why was I in such a hurry to night wean? The Imp doesn’t wake for milk. He wakes simply because he wakes.


And the dad’s point of view…

October 25, 2007

can be found here…

Shhh…My Child Is Sleeping (in My Bed, Um, With Me)

October 24, 2007

Shhh…My Child Is Sleeping (in My Bed, Um, With Me)

“In most of the world, sleeping next to your child is a necessity. But in the West, the practice is widely frowned on by grandparents, friends and the medical community. Still, studies have shown it is more common than many people think.”

Perhaps the Imp is a dolphin?

October 23, 2007

Insomnia Mania: Newborn Mammals Don’t Sleep for a Month

Colds and other nasties

October 23, 2007

Just when you think it can’t get any worse, along comes a cold.  Loudboy was up all last night, coughing and snotting all over me (the downside to breastfeeding is that I am the comforter of choice, leaving his dad to roll over and try and get a bit of sleep in between coughing fits).  Now, other mums speak of the glories of Medised, which helps clear up snot and knocks babies out for hours.  Unless you’re Loudboy, who is immune to sleep-inducing drugs.  Two large doses of Medised during the night had little effect other than a gigantic nappy explosion at about 6am.    I left him muttering and staring moodily at a rice cake.  It’s going to be a fun few days…

Don’t night wean!

October 17, 2007

And PS. Moxie says not to night wean at 9 months (a typical sleep regression time). She says wait a month. To Moxie we listen!

Ultra bad night? Chuck the clock out the window

October 17, 2007

My little travel clock that I used to have by my bed finally faded to a quiet death. It would no longer display those ungodly times containing 2’s, 3’s, 4’s, 5’s as their first digit. Since that, I’ve been searching for the perfect little bedside clock. Not too big, not those monster digital clocks with LED display that set the room alight like fireworks. I have to admit also that it’s probably not high on my list of priorities, so for the moment I am clockless.

And sometimes, that’s honestly not a bad thing. You see I’m in the habit of ‘clocking’ the time of each wakeup as I get out of bed and again as I get into bed. So most times I will therefore know:

  • – what times the Imp woke up
  • – how long each waking was
  • – and perhaps how many times he woke up (if I can still count them on my fingers)

Under the clockless system you stumble out of bed wondering was it half an hour ago when he was awake, or 4 hours ago. Sometimes you don’t have a clue. Often in the morning it’s a bit of a blur. What time did he wake up? How long was he in bed with us? Was he awake for long? I found myself in this state the other day not really knowing what kind of night we’d had. So I analysed how I felt … hmm, strangely not too bad. After a coffee, half decent even. So conclusion – the night was not that bad.

Had I been under the clock system, I may have overanalysed the number and length of wakings and concluded I should be tired, therefore I would feel tired if you see what I mean. The mind is very impressionable with these kinds of things.

So in summary, hurl your clock out the window and get a better nights sleep without it.