Sunday, February 3, 2008

I. Need. Sleep.

My good sleeper is gone - or rather, has been gone but is now a horrible sleeper. Which means I'm not getting any sleep. At least daddy can go to the guest room and sleep. Although, we may try to switch tonight.

For the past month, Lukas went from sleeping through the night, some seven to nine hours, to waking up once or twice a night. Okay. I can deal with that. For the last week, ever since we attempted to move him into his room, he's been waking up an hour after going to sleep, crying, hysterical, and then several times throughout the night crying. So we moved him back into our room so we could get some sleep. The problem? He's still waking up like clockwork an hour after going to sleep and then several times throughout the night, crying. What used to work, giving him the paci and patting his butt, doesn't work anymore. He is literally crying a desparate, new cry in what seems to be his sleep. Separation anxiety? Teething? Growth surt? Spoiled? I have no idea. Sigh.

Then, for the last two nights, he's been waking up a lot more. Last night, he was up an hour after going to bed, then every two hours until about 4 am when he decided he wanted to be up. I tried to let him cry, but the cry just got worse and worse and so I picked him up and fed him, thinking he was hungry. Still awake and crying. I changed his diaper. Still awake and crying. I patted his butt, rocked him, and gave him his paci. He finally stopped crying but would not go back to sleep. He would start crying as soon as I layed him down. So I gave up and turned on Mister Rogers' Neighborhood (man, I never realized just how creepy he was! And to think I loved watching that show...but that's another topic altogether) and sat him up. And let me tell you, Mr. Lukas was very content and babbling. Another sigh.

That lasted till about 6 am when he finally went down - for an hour. So I treaded over to the guest room, gave him to daddy, and I headed to the guest room to sleep for a couple hours. Come to find out, Lukas decided to be nice and sleep for daddy. Triple sigh.

So that's where we're at. We have to figure out what's going on and how to solve this because he is capable of sleeping through the night. He doesn't need to eat. It's becoming habit. He doesn't know how to soothe himself back to sleep because we've always been there patting his butt and putting the paci in. Well, we need sleep!

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

hey. you're so right. mr. rogers WAS wicked creepy!!! hahaha

ps this is kristine but i forgot my password so i cannot log on hahahaha.