Baby J has been napping for shit lately (20-30 minutes every 2-3 hours or so), so I’ve had less time than normal. He’s been sleeping great at night, though (generally 7 hours, though we’ve gotten an 8 and a 9 hour stretch out of him), so I guess I shouldn’t complain about the naps? Except, he’s cranky as hell during the day because he’s tired. So, yeah, it’s been a rough couple of weeks. Mix one part 12-week Wonder Week, one part round of vaccinations, and one part 3 month growth spurt, all within 3-4 days of each other, and what do you get? One tired and cranky Mom. Oh, and a tired and cranky kid, too.
He had been breaking free of his swaddle, so I had been attempting to not swaddle him. We’ve switched him to a sleep sack with one arm out (sometimes two, if he can wrangle it free). Today, I gave up the battle and swaddled his cranky a$$. And you know what? He’s been napping for over an hour. Score one for Mom.
Except, I know he’s going to wake up any minute now, and I’ve known that for the last 45 minutes, so I’ve been in this limbo, not wanting to start anything I can’t put aside at a second’s notice. I scarfed down a lunch, even though I wasn’t very hungry, because I didn’t know if I’d get another chance.
So much to do. But instead, I’m just waiting for the *grumblegrumble* “Waaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh!” that will come. Any minute now…
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