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Friday, February 06, 2009
Can't a Mother Get Some Sleep?!?!?!?!?!?!?!
My son was two years and nine months old, but we were still waking up every two hours. It was time to take control of my life.
Or at least my nights.
For a month, I acted out a no-night-nursing scenario with Mama and Baby kangaroo stuffed animals.
“And then the Mama kangaroo said, ‘No nursey at night. Baby kangaroo cried. Mama held him tight.”
But when my son continued to wake me up nearly every hour wanting to nurse, I decided it was time to stop playing with kangaroos and take action.
I wore a sundress to bed.
That way my son couldn’t lift up my shirt. He whimpered, asked for “nursey,” and I held him in my arms. I offered water, watered-down juice, milk. But he wanted books. We read fifty-three of them from one to four-thirty in the morning in the downstairs family room.
I’m now twenty days into this no-nursing, sundress-to-bed routine, and last night -- for the first time in two years and nine months -- he SLEPT from ten at night until five in the morning.
Unfortunately, now that my son's so well-rested -- he’s given up his nap.
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