I haven’t been able to figure out why I’m struggling to find enough hours in the day to get everything done. Then I wrote that post about Quinten not sleeping very well. It was like my own words slapped me in the face. I’m exhausted! Somehow it’s kind of hidden. Yes, I literally yawn all day long. Lots of nights I feel like I will barely make it to bedtime (yet stay up until 10:30) and most mornings I have a hard time getting out of bed. Yet, I still didn’t realize how tired I am. Last night I went to bed at 9:30 and Quinten didn’t wake up until 6 am. It was glorious! I didn’t yawn during conversations. I didn’t hit snooze until 6:30 (well, I couldn’t since I was nursing a baby). I felt … awake.
It goes without saying, but he’s adorable and I love him to pieces. I had recently come to terms with his nightly routine. He sleeps for a while and then he spends a while waking up to eat. That’s how he is. I make myself feel better knowing that some babies don’t take the sleeping breaks. They get up every night consecutive for the majority of their first year. How common this is, I don’t know. Basically I’m saying that it could be worse. I’m not sure why he gets up. Maybe it’s because he’s really hungry or maybe he wants to be around me since I’m missing so much time with him during the day. (But really, he weighs 20 pounds. Maybe he’s hungry.)
I’ve been thinking about what makes him sleep and not sleep. Our evening routine is basically the same every night. He eats about the same amount of food and has about the same amount of milk. Last night was a little different. He had a lot of milk. A LOT!
- 5 pm: nurse Quinten (estimate at 5 or 6 oz)
- 5:45 pm: feed Quinten two and a half containers of baby food and a handful of yogurt melts
- 8 pm: nurse Quinten (estimate at 4 oz)
- 8:30 pm: feed Quinten a 6.5 oz bottle of milk
Yah, so apparently the key to getting him to sleep through the night involves about 15 or 16 oz of milk in the evenings! Or, traveling. Because he proved me wrong when we were gone this weekend and he slept through the night in a strange place.
I’m afraid this evening didn’t consist of that much milk, so we’ll see if he wakes up before 6 am. It’s 10 pm and I’m still awake. (He just woke up screaming so I had to rock him back to sleep. I imagine the burp he let out had something to do with the wake up.) If I’m tired tomorrow it won’t be much different from any other day the past 8 months. I just need to decide if I’m going to change my life around so I can spend less time feeling this tired. I struggle with doing much because it’s so hard to go to bed at 9:30 when there are so many other things to do. Instead of going to sleep, I could hang out with my husband, clean my house, write, read, or do laundry. You’re tired too, right? RIGHT?