Dreaming about sleep
21 September 2018 : 5 weeks (1 month)
Lochie slept for 7 hours overnight.
The last couple of days have been incredibly difficult with poor Lochie being fussy and unsettled. Yesterday my mother-in-law was here all day so that I could rest and head into the night better prepared. We bathed him (twice) then enjoyed music appreciation hour in the study (Beatles again) while Lochie snoozed in his moses basket.
- 8:30pm – Don took Lochie for the evening shift. I slept.
- 10:45pm – Dreamfeed.
- 12:45am – Dreamchange. At this shift rotation, I changed Lochie’s nappy and discovered a big present for mummy. Lochie did not wake or cry during this nappy change, and the fresh nappy allowed him to sleep comfortably for longer.
- 3:00am – Lochie finally woke.
It seems that adult sleep is deepest between 9pm and 3am. Sleep is foremost on my mind. Sleep deprivation has such funny effects. It really does change your perception. Anyway, although we’re not out of the woods yet, I am seeing the light at the end of the tunnel.
We are now officially at the 50th percentile in terms of weight, with Lochie having caught up on the extra 3 weeks of growth (as he was 3 weeks premature.) Developmentally he cannot yet be compared to other 6 week old babies, since technically they had 3 extra weeks to develop in utero.
We are also now nearing the famous 6 week milestone in terms of sleeping patterns. A solid pattern or routine still needs to be developed, however I can just feel that as soon as that threshold is crossed, the past 6 weeks will make sense and seem like they were very reasonably able to be handled.
On one hand I am in absolutely no rush for Lochie to grow up, as he is incredibly cute and small, and the time he spends feeding on my breast is the most precious. On the other hand, it’s impossible to underestimate how much havoc sleeplessness wreaks.
