Sorry I haven’t blogged in a little while–we’re still adjusting to having a newborn in the home.
When I was pregnant, everyone loved telling me I was going to be *so tired* once the baby arrived. D and I understood we wouldn’t be getting much sleep and that the baby would wake us up multiple times a night.
What we didn’t expect was not getting a chance to go to sleep.
Now read/listen to me carefully. I am not exaggerating. Those first two nights, baby E would not sleep in his crib. He wouldn’t stop crying unless someone (usually me) was holding him. That first night I dozed off for about 20 minutes. The second night D took the baby around 4 or 5 am so I could sleep for 90 minutes.
Family members were quick to say “well you knew you’d be tired” or some version of that. And I would be quick to say that yes, I fully expected to not get 10 or even 4 straight hours of sleep.
However, I did expect to go to sleep at some point during the night.
Then on day three, it hit me. I suddenly realized what was causing our problems.
We were all holding him.
You see, baby E is the first grandchild and first nephew on both sides. Which meant my siblings wanted to hold him and all the grandparents did too. My great aunt also came in from New York to meet him and, naturally, held him as well. Not to mention D and I wanted to hold our new little baby. Which included holding him while he slept. So he got used to being held and therefore wouldn’t sleep unless someone was holding him.
Although I felt bad doing it since my in-laws were in town for such a short time, that third day we immediately instituted a new policy: when the baby was asleep, he was to be placed in a bassinet or crib immediately.
Not everyone was pleased with this new policy (myself included) since we all wanted to hold him. But D and I insisted.
And that third night? He slept! Now not for the entire night or anything. But he slept.
Now to get him to sleep for longer periods of time!