![]() I sort of assumed my second son would be exactly the same as my first son when it came to sleep - because, clearly, however your kids turn out when it comes to sleep, it’s mama’s doing. To be honest, one of the reasons I waited five years between my kids was because of how intense my first son was, and how little sleep and rest I’d gotten since he was born. And of course, I blamed myself for whatever it was, because that’s what mothers do, huh? Especially when it comes to things like shitty sleepers.įlash forward five years and I had a second son. He was a healthy, happy kid, but I worried there was something wrong that I hadn’t figured out. I thought maybe I wasn’t properly unwinding him somehow. The thing was, when he was a little, it was easy to blame myself for his struggles. It was the unwinding that was hard for him. And once he fell asleep, he slept pretty well. ![]() Though it was always “a thing,” it wasn’t awful every single night, thank GAWD. His eyes were permanently on the “wide open” setting, his brain was always buzzing. No matter what we did - tired him out during the day, set regular nap and bedtime routines, limited sugar - he fought sleep. It was a two-person job and it sometimes lasted hours. ![]() He’d walk him in the baby carrier, then I’d cuddle him and pat his back. He’d bounce our son on an exercise ball, then I’d nurse him for a bit. My husband and I would switch off during bedtime. I nursed him, shushed him, walked him, left the room to let him work it out on his own, told him long elaborate stories, sang to him … you get the picture. When my first son was a baby and a toddler, I think I spent approximately 7 million minutes of my life trying to get him to fall the eff to sleep. ![]()
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