We are on the old schedule still. Up at the new 6:30, sleep by the new 1:00, sleep by the new 8:30. I might just leave it like that and slowly try to shift his bedtime earlier.
Bedtime was a bath, lullabye cd,coconut oil massage, diaper and pajamas, peanut butter toast and apple sauce snack. Then we talked about our day and he nursed nearly to sleep with track 9 on repeat and Froggy in his arms. When he was barely awake, I turned on the fan and made him unlatch so I could turn off the light. He snuggled into me and said “tatas sleeping.” I held him for a minute and said “I love you right up to the moon and back.” He squirmed and I put him in his bed.
I was trying to fall asleep but my brain was not going along with it. I realized my stomach was hurting because I didn’t eat dinner, just ice cream. I got up, grabbed the bag of tortilla chips and hid in the bathroom in the dark. (I am against eating in the bathroom but I don’t have a door between the kitchen and living room/sleeping area so it is the only place I can make noise while he sleeps.) I think I fell asleep by 9:30.
I remember coming to a little during the night but didn’t fully wake up until 5:30. That is 8 hours, people!!! I don’t remember Wallace fussing and I never put him in bed with me. When I woke up, I went to the bathroom then tried to go back to sleep. Wallace started moving around and I wad hungry. He got up by 6:15. That is almost 10 hours!
I sure hope this is our new normal. Please, please let this be our new normal.