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Wednesday, March 12

We got Bridget a bed this afternoon (from IKEA of course).

We thought we were being all slick and wouldn't have to get a new mattress with a toddler bed. No such luck. Her crib mattress is about 10 inches too short. Doesn't that defeat the purpose of a toddler bed? So it's back to IKEA for Brendan for a new mattress and some sheets.

And we also planned to keep the crib together and just move it to the guest room. That plan was also foiled. The crib wouldn't fit through the doorway. So now it's in pieces. I hope this transition goes OK.

Did I mention Brendan's going out of town tomorrow evening?

Labels: bridget, problems, sleep

Monday, April 2

bizarre

Bridget is now sleeping like a champion (at least at night, but naps are getting there). We have our little routine and then she goes in the crib, lays down and cries just a little (but is done before I'm even out of the room). There's no more sitting up and sleeping; it's so regular. I've had a whole week of sleeping for seven hours in a row. In the evenings, I almost don't know what to do with myself. It's so weird. But for ten months I've been tending to a little baby. She's not such a baby anymore and it makes me just a little bit sad. I am glad to be sleeping again (because I love sleep), but it's strange not having her need me.

Labels: bored, bridget, sleep

Thursday, March 22

asleep?

Labels: bridget, sleep

Tuesday, March 20

stubborn

Bridget is currently sleeping sitting up. Sort of. She's sitting in her crib, falling asleep, and rocking forward, then she ends up waking herself up. It's like when you doze off in school, but when you fall asleep, you end up startling yourself awake. I think that now she's asleep with her head against the rails. Brendan and I are sitting here watching her on the video monitor. The other day she was standing and sleeping, so I suppose this is an improvement. She'll get the hang of it eventually.

I don't know how she got so stubborn! She certainly didn't get it from me. Or her father.

Labels: bridget, sleep

Wednesday, January 10

i. miss. sleep.

It's been a while since I've had time to gather my thoughts.

The past few weeks have been rough. We have been getting very little sleep since the Christmas Miracle. Getting her to sleep at 7pm at night isn't so difficult it's staying asleep past 10 and going back to sleep at 12, 1, 2, 3, 4 and 5 that's difficult. I don't want to jinx anything, but it seems like she's getting back to her old 7-10 calming quickly then sleeping to 3 eating and then sleeping until 6 routine. That I can deal with. Last night and the night before were better.

I'd really been stressing out about it. So much, in fact, that my eczema is flaring pretty horribly. Sort of randomly, I came across this post by Claire at Loobylu and it and the comments made me feel so much better. I mean, I knew that I just needed to calm the eff down and relax and just roll with it (even the ped. told me that!), but somehow knowing that so many other people are dealing and have dealt with the exact same thing made me so relieved.

Bridget has just yesterday started both sitting up by herself and officially crawling. That is, no longer thrusting herself forward onto her stomach repeatedly but real honest to god one hand one knee the other hand the other knee crawling across the floor.

Labels: bridget, sleep