There’s a tension between my mommy instinct which can hardly bear to hear my baby cry at night, and my thirst for sleep. Without the mommy instinct, I’d not care if my baby truly needed me. Without the thirst for sleep, I’d never push her out of the nest. I suppose I need both. Maybe [...]
Filed under: Bedtime
Evening Routine with Laurel (3 months) Fed Laurel at 5:45ish. She fell asleep around 6:45ish. Woke up around 7:15ish. Got fussy and fed around 8:15ish. Changed messy diaper and put to bed around 8:45. During most of the day, I feed Laurel when she’s hungry (usually around three hours, give or take 30 minutes). At [...]
Several of my friends have been struggling with getting enough sleep. Here is a prayer for them: Lord, Use the lack of sleep to remind them to call upon you, to wait on you through your Word. Renew their strength. Give them the sleep they need, as you have promised to supply their needs. Help [...]
Filed under: Bedtime
Several weeks ago, Lee decided the children were ready to give up their pacifiers. It was one of those “I think you’re wrong, but I’ll submit anyway” moments. To both of our surprise, they adjusted quite well, and quickly. Bethel has had trouble getting to sleep, although she isn’t asking for the pacifier. I just [...]
Filed under: Bedtime
Oldest son (age 3) hates baths. More specifically, he hates getting his hair washed. More specifically, he hates getting water (not merely soap) in his eyes. This isn’t unique to bathtime. Put him outside in a small swimming pool, and he’ll cry if he gets water in his eyes. Little sister loves putting her face [...]
I’ve been given advice about David and the pacifier. Apart from the peer pressure of feeling like an incompetent mother when others find out he “needs” a paci to sleep (nap and bedtime), and apart from the inconvenience of dealing with an occasionally disoriented and distressed three year old when he can’t find it in [...]
Filed under: Bedtime, Introspection
Evening Observations: Last night, Bethel wanted to pull her suitcase around, and I wanted to get her dressed for bed. She was very (overly) tired. She did not want to lie down and kept a death grip on the suitcase handle. When I pried her hands off, she screamed. Here is what I did: I [...]
