Since Briana was about three or four weeks old, she has been sleeping in her Fisher Price Rock ‘n Play Sleeper. We tried a bassinet first, and it just didn’t work. She woke up every few minutes crying. In desperation one night, I put her in the sleeper, figuring that since it cradled her, she would sleep better. Voila! It worked. 7-10 hours of solid sleep every night. Now that is coming back to bite me.
We are trying to transition her to sleeping in her crib. She hasn’t hit the weight limit on the sleeper yet (she still has at least 10 pounds to go before that happens), but she is getting really close to being able to pull herself into a sitting position in it, and I’m afraid that even with the safety straps, it just isn’t going to be okay for her sleep in it for much longer. The problem is, she is used to sleeping in a slightly inclined position, in a sleeper that cradles her. Obviously, the crib doesn’t do either one for her, and she gets quite (vocally) ticked off at me when I try to make her sleep in it.
It took a week (or so), but I finally having her take her midday nap in the. Sort of. Her nap used to be at least an hour, sometimes an hour and a half or even two hours. Now it only lasts from 30-45 minutes, but it’s a start, and I’m not going to jinx it by complaining. (Even though she is a grumpy little bugger lately from lack of a “proper” nap. It’s still progress!) I’ve only tried to put her in there at night twice, because I really don’t like having her in the other room. Call me a sucker if you want, but the crib is moving to our bedroom tomorrow (Saturday), and then I’ll feel so much better about it (which means I can be consistent).
Another problem of my own creation is that she won’t fall asleep unless someone is holding her, and usually that someone better have a bottle in hand. Once you finally get her to sleep, you have to get her into bed without waking her up! This is a habit she picked up when we were desperate for her to fall asleep any way we could get her to fall asleep. *sigh* The bad routines that I get myself into!
Tonight, she fell asleep in David’s lap and woke up as I was putting her in her sleeper. Instead of picking her up, I buckled her safety straps, kissed her face, and walked away. She started “singing.” That’s what David and I call it when she is making noise continuously, but she’s just making noise to self-soothe. It was so soft and cute. We could hear her in the living room, and David went to check on her twice. The second time he came back and laughingly told me that she fell asleep in the middle of her song. “Eh eh eh eh eh snooooze.” 🙂 So that’s progress, too.
I’m celebrating small victories this week, because it has been really rough. Since she isn’t sleeping as much during the day, Briana has been especially clingy and needy. And vocal in her displeasure. Today she screamed. And screamed. And screamed. It wasn’t crying, it was full on shrieking. I could tell she was just tired, but she had hit that point where she was too tired and upset to sleep, even though I had been trying to get her to sleep for two or three hours and she had been fighting it. I was in tears by the end of it, but she finally conked out in my lap. I was too worn out to try to put her in her crib, so I wimped out and let her sleep on my shoulder. Today was one of those days where at one point I had to put her in her crib and close her bedroom door and just walk away for twenty minutes. Taking care of a shrieking infant when you have a migraine is not my idea of fun. 😦
Briana also still hasn’t gotten over her “Oh my gosh I don’t know you” syndrome (AKA Stranger Danger as discussed in my last blog). I’ve been trying to let other people hold her even after she starts to get upset, but as my sister in law said a few weeks back “I don’t hold crying things that aren’t mine.” 🙂 Let’s face it: who really wants to hold an infant who starts screaming and crying the moment they realize that it’s not mom or dad holding them? It’s continuous…It doesn’t even let up after a few minutes. My dad and I tried yesterday. I handed him the baby and walked away to another room so she couldn’t see me. I think it was probably five minutes? She screamed the whole time. It broke my heart, and I think his, too, because he finally called me back in and told me to give her a hug and tell her everything was okay.
Any tips on helping her get over this? I know I need to let people hold her, and I do, but once she starts shrieking and freaking out, people hand her back to me because they don’t WANT to hold her…and I can’t blame them. That girl has a set of lungs on her!
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