Alex’s cold is nearly gone, but Claire and I caught it and it made for a rough weekend.
Saturday night Claire woke off and on from 7:30 PM until 1:00 AM, at which time she decided to get up for the day. That’s right, she decided that she’d had enough sleep shortly after midnight and that it was time to play.
So Mommy (who was on duty that night) was in charge of providing the entertainment. First on the agenda was fussing in the crib until Mommy clearly got the message that Claire was indeed not going back to sleep. Next up was lying in Mommy and Daddy’s bed. Watching the cat and listening to Daddy snore were fun for a bit, but then those things got boring too, so it was back to fussing again. Sitting in the swing watching the mobile was interesting (and maybe was even sleep-inducing, who can remember in my sleep-deprived fog?), and when the fussing commenced again, sticking a balloon in front of the swing was an effective form of entertainment, at least for 20 minutes or so (but, hey, at 4 AM, I’ll take whatever sleep I’m given). At this point, only four days later, I can’t even remember what I did to pass the remaining time.
And you’d think by 5:00 or 6:00 AM an exhausted baby would conk out. Nope. She didn’t go down for a nap until 9:30 AM. And even then, she slept for only an hour!
We’re all hoping that Saturday was a fluke and not her new weekend sleep schedule.
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