The baby slept five hours straight Sunday night into Monday. My body – on the other hand – did not understand this concept. It didn’t help that even though she slept five hours straight it wasn’t quiet and peaceful. She cooed and chirped at different points of the night causing me to wake up and go “is she awake??” (The answer is no she was not)
I haven’t slept longer than 4 hours straight since I got induced on February 24th. That’s fucking wild. And somehow my body is adapting to it and making the active choice to I don’t even know, wake up when it thinks it needs to??? Rude. That’s what it is.
I think I have read so many fucking blog posts and websites about sleep and sleep training and when baby’s should sleep and how much they should sleep, that at this point it’s just ridiculous. At least five of my mobile tabs are dedicated to sleep pages just trying to figure out when or how I will one day be able to sleep again. Which you know, that’s a great sign of health or something.
The thing is during the day it’s pretty easy. With the sun out I can stay up and be present and mostly human but come night time (which thanks to spring time is much later than I would like) I am hit with all the sleep I missed out on by not napping. And it’s not like I have anything else to do during the day! I should probably be sleeping when the baby is sleeping still but I don’t. Why? Probably because of the sun. Stupid sun.
I have no idea how women would be able to do this if they were also working a job. I would be finding out of course, if I had a job, but because of everything going on that’s not happening, and instead I’m home all day not… sleeping. Occasionally just watching the baby sleep and making sure they keep breathing (a lovely past time brought on by insane anxiety that the breathing may in fact stop – something I’m told is very common for new parents so yay for being normal). So claps to the women who do both: not sleep at night and still get up and put in 8-9-10-12 hour shifts.
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