
Parker Week 29 – Sleep Please??
July 21, 2009
Parker & "Uncle Peegee"
Dear Squeaky,
Somehow you have developed into a little person who can survive on 20 minute naps. I know others have tried this method and found it successful. Your father and I are not those people. We function much, much better with 8 or more hours of sleep – straight. We can still function pretty well on 5, and if we have to, on 4. However, the 3 hours you’ve been allotting us for the past 3 days is not really helpful. You see, my bosses don’t find it cute or endearing when I fall asleep in meetings. I’ve walked into more doorways than I can count because I’m too tired to pay attention to where I am going. I put bread in the microwave and rice in the bread drawer. I’ve walked into every room of our house looking for a pair of socks I had been carrying at one point (still no clue where I left them…). For a period of time yesterday I couldn’t remember how to spell the word “reciprocate”. I love the fact that you’re sleeping two or more hours at a time during the day, but I’m not around to take advantage of that time. Unless you want us to sell you to some band of Gypsies (since they are known for staying up all night dancing and partying anyway), then I think it would be an excellent idea if you tried sleeping for longer stretches of time.
Love,
Mommy (who is on the verge of sleep deprivation psychosis)
It’s hard for me to believe that Parker is 6 months old today. I can still remember him kicking around in my belly, still remember the excitement I felt the night before he was born, that morning that Zach and I got up before the sun and drove to the hospital. I remember how nervous I felt, how the epidural gave me the shakes, and then holding my breath while the doctors gave Parker his first APGAR score. I can remember holding him for the first time, and snuggling with that little baby burrito for hours and hours. I remember a million more moments after that, but those moments don’t seem so long ago.
I know most babies are supposed to start rolling over sometime around 4 or 5 months. Xander was 7 months old before he figured it out and boy was I stressed out that he had some sort of delay betweens months 4 and 7! Of course he doesn’t – he is just fine, but you couldn’t convince my “new mom” head that everything was going to be ok.
As I’m sure many parents have been reading the past few months, BPA (